Within the past three weeks I have lost two dogs. One due to cancer, and one to kidney failure. I had one 13 years and the other nine days. I lost my rescue dog last Sunday.
I had texted my friend the day before euthanizing my dog, saying I needed to talk. I had even tried to call her, she said she was with family and couldn't talk. Even after losing my dog on Sunday she did not return my calls, until Wed. And only after my fourth attempt to call her ( after a text from her she would call me that evening).
I was overwhelmed when I finally reached her, and told her how betrayed I felt. I have always been there for her. If she post she is upset on Facebook I call her. I can't even remember all the times in the past years I have been there for her. Through her divorce and fights with her boyfriend, and family problems, I have always been there.
Ive helped her move and set up her classroom.
She claimed she was busy, dealing with her own issues. I understand she was busy, but she couldn't spare a few moments to call me, to make sure I was okay? She had left a message on Facebook under my post about my dog, saying she had supported me that way. She told me she wanted to give me space, because that is how she handled things when she got upset. I told her after over ten years of friendship she should know I seek support of others around me.
I told her I forgave her, and thought I had.
We hung out last night. I wanted to talk about the loss of my dog's. I asked her how she would feel if her dog passed, or if it would be hard to adopt a dog of the same breed in the future.
She got irritated with me and snapped at me. She didn't want to think about it. It upset her. I actually began to cry, but lied and said I missed my dog. I cried a good 3-4 mins. She said nothing, only asked if I was mad at her. It ruined the night for me.
We have been friends Since high school, over ten years. I can honestly say this whole thing makes me rethink things.
My mom recently lost her best friend of almost 30 years, I'm beginning to understand.
I feel betrayed and belittled. I can be there for her, but she can't be there for me?
I've been crying off and on for a week. I needed her. She was not there for me.
I had texted my friend the day before euthanizing my dog, saying I needed to talk. I had even tried to call her, she said she was with family and couldn't talk. Even after losing my dog on Sunday she did not return my calls, until Wed. And only after my fourth attempt to call her ( after a text from her she would call me that evening).
I was overwhelmed when I finally reached her, and told her how betrayed I felt. I have always been there for her. If she post she is upset on Facebook I call her. I can't even remember all the times in the past years I have been there for her. Through her divorce and fights with her boyfriend, and family problems, I have always been there.
Ive helped her move and set up her classroom.
She claimed she was busy, dealing with her own issues. I understand she was busy, but she couldn't spare a few moments to call me, to make sure I was okay? She had left a message on Facebook under my post about my dog, saying she had supported me that way. She told me she wanted to give me space, because that is how she handled things when she got upset. I told her after over ten years of friendship she should know I seek support of others around me.
I told her I forgave her, and thought I had.
We hung out last night. I wanted to talk about the loss of my dog's. I asked her how she would feel if her dog passed, or if it would be hard to adopt a dog of the same breed in the future.
She got irritated with me and snapped at me. She didn't want to think about it. It upset her. I actually began to cry, but lied and said I missed my dog. I cried a good 3-4 mins. She said nothing, only asked if I was mad at her. It ruined the night for me.
We have been friends Since high school, over ten years. I can honestly say this whole thing makes me rethink things.
My mom recently lost her best friend of almost 30 years, I'm beginning to understand.
I feel betrayed and belittled. I can be there for her, but she can't be there for me?
I've been crying off and on for a week. I needed her. She was not there for me.