*grumbles*
So, I got the weed. No worries. Spoke to Rach via text and she invited me over to her place after my class for a smoke. I thought about it and, because I was bored and sick of being on my own, I said sweet, let's do it.
Way before I went, I let Legs know where I was going and with whom, and I foolishly assumed that although she might not have loved the idea, she'd be OK with it. Nope, guess not. She sent me some text messages indicating her extreme displeasure...Which felt, to me, like a kick in the guts.
I understand why she was unhappy, but I didn't go to Rach's place in order to piss her off. I went because Rach is my friend and I enjoy her company. Nothing happened between us, and nor would it ever, because I wouldn't jeopardize the relationship I have with Legs.
Yargh. She's barely spoken to me. It really sucks. Don't quite know how I'm going to make it better....Although I haven't done anything wrong and technically I ought to be the angry one....I'm being punished for nothing. And it fucking sucks.
If (or when) she she speaks to me again, I'm...Well, I don't quite know....Just relate the facts and be truthful. And reassuring.
I'm amazingly insecure too, you know? I mean, whenever her ex comes to Sydney it's hard for me. Really. But I love her and trust her and mostly, that's enough. I hope she can see the same thing.
Way before I went, I let Legs know where I was going and with whom, and I foolishly assumed that although she might not have loved the idea, she'd be OK with it. Nope, guess not. She sent me some text messages indicating her extreme displeasure...Which felt, to me, like a kick in the guts.
I understand why she was unhappy, but I didn't go to Rach's place in order to piss her off. I went because Rach is my friend and I enjoy her company. Nothing happened between us, and nor would it ever, because I wouldn't jeopardize the relationship I have with Legs.
Yargh. She's barely spoken to me. It really sucks. Don't quite know how I'm going to make it better....Although I haven't done anything wrong and technically I ought to be the angry one....I'm being punished for nothing. And it fucking sucks.
If (or when) she she speaks to me again, I'm...Well, I don't quite know....Just relate the facts and be truthful. And reassuring.
I'm amazingly insecure too, you know? I mean, whenever her ex comes to Sydney it's hard for me. Really. But I love her and trust her and mostly, that's enough. I hope she can see the same thing.