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Ok I’m trying to type this again briefly. For some reason I just can’t figure how how to concisely ask this question.
Basically, I was friends with this woman, I’ll call her Bonnie, who doesn’t seem to know how to feel loved. At first I thought the Christian thing to do was to be a loyal friend. Every time she accused me of being a bad friend, of not being there for her, I was there to listen with open ears and to be committed to being there for her in the future. I kept reassuring her that I was not avoiding her. In the meantime how much Bonnie manipulated and mistreated me continued to escalate. My husband counciled me to understand that Bonnie was like a drowning woman who in panic would try to drown anyone who swam in after her to save her.
Anyway, at one point I did the right thing and told her I couldn’t give her the type of friendship she wanted and that she could expect me to be civil with her. I wouldn’t be rude to her. I’d say hello. I might even engage in small talk with her, but that was it. She tried to play a few more games with me after that to win my attention, but they all failed…until she started dating my brother. Several months had gone by since I had seen or talked to her. I felt some of my hurt was healing and meanwhile my brother was coming back to the faith seemingly due to her influence. I thought “Had I thought too low of her?” But once she had both me and my family hooked on this, my brother quickly became the bait to try to win her the attention she wanted from us.
At this point my brother barely sees the family. He has never met his neice and shows no interest in doing so. I know my family is exhausted with her. Meanwhile, I was asked if there was any authenticity to the story that I nearly let my brother’s fiance’ starve to death. Apparently my brother and his fiance’ hate me because I wasn’t even there for her when she was nearly dying of starvation.
I’m trying to hard not to care but it has me so fuming mad, because at this point I know in my heart I can’t stand her. She has hurt me and abused me so much that all the things she falsely accused me of before are true. I am avoiding her. I don’t care about her. I don’t want her marrying my brother. I don’t want her to be a part of my family. I wish I had never met her.
I feel like such a horrible person and sometimes I’m so angry I want to tell her “Look stop I was never all those things you said of me, but realize I’m no longer trying to be your friend because I can’t take this anymore.” Any time I think of an explaination it sounds horribly mean and I picture her in tears, showing it to my brother and things just getting worse. I don’t think it’d do any good. But at the same time I feel like that now that i do avoid her, I picture her looking at our entire friendship and telling herself “Indeed I was right. She never cared about me. She was always a bad friend. She’s twofaced…” basically believing every single one of her lies about me rather than facing the reality that she completely trashed our friendship.
Am I continuing to do the right thing by remaining silent? Do I owe her an explanation, an acknowledgment that our friendship has been over for over a year? I suppose I already know the answer, but I still feel so guilty about it.
Basically, I was friends with this woman, I’ll call her Bonnie, who doesn’t seem to know how to feel loved. At first I thought the Christian thing to do was to be a loyal friend. Every time she accused me of being a bad friend, of not being there for her, I was there to listen with open ears and to be committed to being there for her in the future. I kept reassuring her that I was not avoiding her. In the meantime how much Bonnie manipulated and mistreated me continued to escalate. My husband counciled me to understand that Bonnie was like a drowning woman who in panic would try to drown anyone who swam in after her to save her.
Anyway, at one point I did the right thing and told her I couldn’t give her the type of friendship she wanted and that she could expect me to be civil with her. I wouldn’t be rude to her. I’d say hello. I might even engage in small talk with her, but that was it. She tried to play a few more games with me after that to win my attention, but they all failed…until she started dating my brother. Several months had gone by since I had seen or talked to her. I felt some of my hurt was healing and meanwhile my brother was coming back to the faith seemingly due to her influence. I thought “Had I thought too low of her?” But once she had both me and my family hooked on this, my brother quickly became the bait to try to win her the attention she wanted from us.
At this point my brother barely sees the family. He has never met his neice and shows no interest in doing so. I know my family is exhausted with her. Meanwhile, I was asked if there was any authenticity to the story that I nearly let my brother’s fiance’ starve to death. Apparently my brother and his fiance’ hate me because I wasn’t even there for her when she was nearly dying of starvation.
I’m trying to hard not to care but it has me so fuming mad, because at this point I know in my heart I can’t stand her. She has hurt me and abused me so much that all the things she falsely accused me of before are true. I am avoiding her. I don’t care about her. I don’t want her marrying my brother. I don’t want her to be a part of my family. I wish I had never met her.
I feel like such a horrible person and sometimes I’m so angry I want to tell her “Look stop I was never all those things you said of me, but realize I’m no longer trying to be your friend because I can’t take this anymore.” Any time I think of an explaination it sounds horribly mean and I picture her in tears, showing it to my brother and things just getting worse. I don’t think it’d do any good. But at the same time I feel like that now that i do avoid her, I picture her looking at our entire friendship and telling herself “Indeed I was right. She never cared about me. She was always a bad friend. She’s twofaced…” basically believing every single one of her lies about me rather than facing the reality that she completely trashed our friendship.
Am I continuing to do the right thing by remaining silent? Do I owe her an explanation, an acknowledgment that our friendship has been over for over a year? I suppose I already know the answer, but I still feel so guilty about it.
