I'm extremely hurt, right now. I've had not only a best friend, but a little sister for, over 30 years in a woman named Niki. Her real name is Jennifer, but I don't call her that. I have known her since 1993. We've had our sisterly spats. We've both lost our husbands; she lost hers almost 15 years ago; I lost my husband not even 2 years ago. With that in mind, I would like to let y'all know how much audacity she had, earlier.
She doesn't agree with a couple of things I'm doing, at this point. AND instead of being the kind of friend who is understanding, empathetic and supportive of me she had the nerve to tell me about what I'm supposed to be doing (in my grieving). Uuuum, excuse me??? First, you do not have that psychology degree, yet. Second, you're the only female I have to talk with about anything. Third, how dare you?
She says she understands that everyone grieves differently, but in the next breath she is telling me that I'm not doing anything to make my husband proud of me. She didn't come out to Channelview, to find me when I was living under a bridge for 11 months, just to say hi, or I'm sorry you lost Jeremy or to do anything for me. I am the one who got myself into school (starting March first). I am the one who got myself off the streets. I am the one who didn't get to grieve properly for the past 21 months. Yet, I'm not doing anything to make Jeremy proud of me? Can anyone tell me how that's possible????
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