(Ironically she wore the same size shoes as me, same size clothes as me and same size bra as me….which is weird because I wear an uncommon size.)
At the time, she was chasing women and probably had some interest in me as a date. That never happened, but we did end up best friends. Over the next few years she stuck by me as my son went to prison, Rocco ditched me and I my life completely fell apart.
Over the past 10 years we have drifted in and out of each other’s lives depending on who was single or who was in need. But we always remained good friends even if we didn’t speak to each other for long stretches of time.
We were even roommates a few times. She moved a lot though, chasing one dream after the next and never really cared much about her belongings. She often left me with very nice towels or something like that. There was always money for more because she comes from a well off family and her daddy made sure she was properly spoiled.
She was never the easiest person to be friends with. She can be rather manipulative and pushy. Then again she was always there when I needed her. (Except once and that story dies with me). My kids never liked her though. My husband hated her from the first time he met her. And there were times when she would be rather nasty to one of her other friends and I would feel a bit of a stab that she could be so mean. It made me sad. I think she always knew better than to treat me that way so I was never treated so poorly.
Sometime around early 2006 “E” started dating Julia, my current best friend (see post below). This is how I met Julia. The two of them dated for about 3 years. Toward the end of their relationship, “E” was being rather hateful towards Julia and even cheated on her with men. (Ironically she was still professing to be a hard core lesbian and have no interest in men.) Julia finally kicked “E” out after she never come home one night and admitted to spending it with an older French gentleman.
After the big breakup, Julia was devastated and “E” was just cruel to her. “E” made it her part time hobby to bad talk Julia all over town. She also moved right in with the French man and professed she loved him. The whole thing was so incredibly ugly. Then to top it all off, “E” pretty much gave me an ultimatum, “chose your friend…will it be me or Julia?” I told her I refused to choose and then she felt I had turned my back on her.
Funny, she said she didn’t trust me……and, well…….I don’t trust her. I don’t trust her to be a decent human being!
About six months after moving in with the French man she told me that he was getting his vasectomy reversed so they could have a child. She had wanted a baby for some time now. Not that she is a nurturing loving person who will make a great mother but because she thinks a baby is a good accessory. She wants to LOOK like a great mother.
I asked her if they were going to get married and she proclaimed with the maximum certainty that she would NEVER get married again. (The summer before Julia came along, “E” married a nice boy and soon after the large lavish wedding she divorced him proclaiming she was gay and could not be with a man.) I found it ridiculous that she would want to have his child but be so adamant about not marrying him. I suppose I should have just asked her then if it was all for the money.
4 months later she told me they were jetting off to France to get married. I was unimpressed but not surprised. He is 20+ years older than “E” and we both know why they are with each other. He is a doctor and can afford to spoil her like her daddy does and she is a hot young chick, the trophy wife, for the old French doctor.
Not long after the wedding they decided to do IVF so they could start a family right away. “E” now is the mother to twin baby girls. I have never seen them in person only photos on Facebook. I am sure she loves them and thinks she is doing the right thing.
I just wonder what she will do next and feel for those kids being forever stuck in her crazy world.
Today I discovered that she “unfriended” me on Facebook.
I really don’t care.
