I am very, very angry with someone right now. “Furious” is too weak a word. I feel betrayed, I feel condescended to, I feel underestimated. I expected better of this person and now I don’t even know if I want to remain friends.
The problem is that this person reads this blog, so I can’t write about it here.
I’ve written about people who read this blog before. Once, I did so with what could have been devastating results. Fortunately, the person in question cared more about keeping my friendship than the betrayal of having our disagreement aired publicly.
I want to be the bigger person in this instance. I’m the one who’s mad and frustrated and betrayed. I don’t know if I want to stay friends with the person who hurt me, but I might want to later. I don’t want to destroy any possibility by ranting about it in a place that person reads.
I don’t know if I can express how I feel directly to the one who made me feel this way, though. Right now I feel as though my words would fall on deaf, callous ears. And so I’m hovering in a limbo, wondering if I’ll ever see closure…
And I’m still pissed off as all hell.