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lovedance4ever
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Hello everyone. I hardly know where to begin; my mind is flooded with confusion and upset and I just have no clue how to approach this situation.
I am an eighteen year old female who has always struggled in the friend department. Most of my middle school and high school years were spent alone. It was the issue that depressed me more than anything else, and I just could not figure out what was wrong with me that would keep my peers away. Fast forward to college, I was happier than ever (I graduated the summer of 2010, but did not attend a university until the spring of 2011). I was coming out of my shell, getting wonderful grades, and beginning to make friends. Finally, in the fall 2011 semester, I joined the campus ministry group and went on a wonderful day retreat where I met people (who I thought) were like-minded.
In a group of roughly sixteen, I kept in contact with one girl. We will call her Jane. Jane and I began hanging out outside of school and although we had different tastes in some things, we got along famously and were able to respect each other’s beliefs.
As time went on, I realized that she acted in ways that would not be very pleasing to the Lord. I also discovered that she was a Wiccan, which bothered me at first, but I learned to let it go and we never discussed anything that had to do with her religious views.
Jane swears, and I am ashamed to admit, I began to pick up some bad language as well (although I have always refused to use the Lord’s name in vain…it would crush me if I ever sank to that level). She talked inappropriately, and even though I laughed, there was always something inside of me that felt uneasy; my stomach always twisted whenever I participated in some way. Then I found out she had a boyfriend and that she had been sleeping around with him for about a year. I had no idea how to confront the situation, but I made clear my views that sex was for marriage only. She did not say much to that.
Jane also has a “best friend” back where she is from, and says that I am her “best friend” at our college. I thought it was sweet of her to pay me such compliments, but I always stand my guard, because in my experience (not to sound paranoid) you cannot place too much trust in anyone who is not a member of your immediate family. Well, she went home this Easter break and when she came back, she seemed different.
First of all, just the other day she posted this ridiculous picture that was directed to her other best friend’s boyfriend and it stated that she would beat him up if he did not treat her correctly. She then went on to embarrass the heck out of me by stating that I don’t have a boyfriend (which, honestly, is a sensitive subject to me) but if i did, she would feel the same way. Now, maybe I’m being overly-sensitive, but I do not think that you post such a thing for hundreds of strangers to see. Plus I don’t want the whole world knowing that I am single. Then her best friend commented and I do not recall what it is she said, but Jane replied, “Don’t worry, YOU’RE my best friend.” I felt slighted. Is that immature? After getting to know Jane, I did not think I was overreacting. I was already beginning to believe that I was just being used, because I have a car, and was generous with driving her around to various appointments and stores. Then Jane wrote to her friend that she would kill herself if she did not come to our college, because she needed a friend there. That hurt me more than anything.
Regardless of this treatment, I decided to give it another shot, keep my mouth shut, and go through with our plans to have a sleep over and then spend time together the next day. So this past Friday, I picked her up and she was moping about everything. Her best friend might be pregnant, and she was yelling about how you should “not have sex without a condom” and that her friend was stupid. This bothered me, but I remained silent. Then she began describing her friend’s boyfriend to me, and I will not repeat what she said, because it is too inappropriate for these forums. Finally, she told me how upset she was because her parents will not let Jane sleep with her boyfriend if he comes to visit at her house. My blood was boiling by this point, but all I said was that it was their house and she had to respect that.
Whenever I gave my views on sex, she snickered at me, treating me like I knew nothing because I was not “experienced.” It hurt me; I hate being treated like a child, and inexperience means nothing. I know what my religious views are. You don’t have to take poison to know it will kill you.
In her defense, the only thing I can say is that she comes from a broken family. Her father and mother divorced when she was twelve, and she spent her high school years raising her brother. Her father remarried, and the woman he is married to has several children who do not treat Jane and her brother well. She’s never had a mother figure, and I feel sorry for her. But the way she treats me has gotten out of control.
I’m ashamed that I ever laughed at a dirty joke, or swore, and I’m glad I’ve had a wakeup call. The problem is, I do not know what to do about Jane. I would feel horrible about cutting her off completely, but at the same time, I know that being around someone like that is not good for my own spiritual life. My parents are not happy at all with her behavior, but are always supportive of me in my choices. My mother does not think I should cut her off, while my father thinks I should do by best in avoiding her altogether.
I am an eighteen year old female who has always struggled in the friend department. Most of my middle school and high school years were spent alone. It was the issue that depressed me more than anything else, and I just could not figure out what was wrong with me that would keep my peers away. Fast forward to college, I was happier than ever (I graduated the summer of 2010, but did not attend a university until the spring of 2011). I was coming out of my shell, getting wonderful grades, and beginning to make friends. Finally, in the fall 2011 semester, I joined the campus ministry group and went on a wonderful day retreat where I met people (who I thought) were like-minded.
In a group of roughly sixteen, I kept in contact with one girl. We will call her Jane. Jane and I began hanging out outside of school and although we had different tastes in some things, we got along famously and were able to respect each other’s beliefs.
As time went on, I realized that she acted in ways that would not be very pleasing to the Lord. I also discovered that she was a Wiccan, which bothered me at first, but I learned to let it go and we never discussed anything that had to do with her religious views.
Jane swears, and I am ashamed to admit, I began to pick up some bad language as well (although I have always refused to use the Lord’s name in vain…it would crush me if I ever sank to that level). She talked inappropriately, and even though I laughed, there was always something inside of me that felt uneasy; my stomach always twisted whenever I participated in some way. Then I found out she had a boyfriend and that she had been sleeping around with him for about a year. I had no idea how to confront the situation, but I made clear my views that sex was for marriage only. She did not say much to that.
Jane also has a “best friend” back where she is from, and says that I am her “best friend” at our college. I thought it was sweet of her to pay me such compliments, but I always stand my guard, because in my experience (not to sound paranoid) you cannot place too much trust in anyone who is not a member of your immediate family. Well, she went home this Easter break and when she came back, she seemed different.
First of all, just the other day she posted this ridiculous picture that was directed to her other best friend’s boyfriend and it stated that she would beat him up if he did not treat her correctly. She then went on to embarrass the heck out of me by stating that I don’t have a boyfriend (which, honestly, is a sensitive subject to me) but if i did, she would feel the same way. Now, maybe I’m being overly-sensitive, but I do not think that you post such a thing for hundreds of strangers to see. Plus I don’t want the whole world knowing that I am single. Then her best friend commented and I do not recall what it is she said, but Jane replied, “Don’t worry, YOU’RE my best friend.” I felt slighted. Is that immature? After getting to know Jane, I did not think I was overreacting. I was already beginning to believe that I was just being used, because I have a car, and was generous with driving her around to various appointments and stores. Then Jane wrote to her friend that she would kill herself if she did not come to our college, because she needed a friend there. That hurt me more than anything.
Regardless of this treatment, I decided to give it another shot, keep my mouth shut, and go through with our plans to have a sleep over and then spend time together the next day. So this past Friday, I picked her up and she was moping about everything. Her best friend might be pregnant, and she was yelling about how you should “not have sex without a condom” and that her friend was stupid. This bothered me, but I remained silent. Then she began describing her friend’s boyfriend to me, and I will not repeat what she said, because it is too inappropriate for these forums. Finally, she told me how upset she was because her parents will not let Jane sleep with her boyfriend if he comes to visit at her house. My blood was boiling by this point, but all I said was that it was their house and she had to respect that.
Whenever I gave my views on sex, she snickered at me, treating me like I knew nothing because I was not “experienced.” It hurt me; I hate being treated like a child, and inexperience means nothing. I know what my religious views are. You don’t have to take poison to know it will kill you.
In her defense, the only thing I can say is that she comes from a broken family. Her father and mother divorced when she was twelve, and she spent her high school years raising her brother. Her father remarried, and the woman he is married to has several children who do not treat Jane and her brother well. She’s never had a mother figure, and I feel sorry for her. But the way she treats me has gotten out of control.
I’m ashamed that I ever laughed at a dirty joke, or swore, and I’m glad I’ve had a wakeup call. The problem is, I do not know what to do about Jane. I would feel horrible about cutting her off completely, but at the same time, I know that being around someone like that is not good for my own spiritual life. My parents are not happy at all with her behavior, but are always supportive of me in my choices. My mother does not think I should cut her off, while my father thinks I should do by best in avoiding her altogether.
