And every breath we drew was hallelujah.

Okay, so...
I have come to the conclusion that I am the biggest jerk on the planet.
Seriously.

This guy likes me, and I think I really like him too.
He's a great guy, has a good head on his shoulders, and I've known him for a while.

But it turns out, I don't actually like him for the right reasons.
I only like him as a friend. And I think I only thought I liked him, because he liked me.

And it took me until we went on a date to figure that out.

And telling him that there's pretty much no chance made me feel so bad.
But there's no point in keeping something going if you just can't feel that way, right?

But enough of moping about that...
Why not rant about something I'm mad about?

I was best friends with someone for years, and in the last 2 years of our friendship, I had been treated like shit.
Absolute shit.
And I put up with it, hoping it would change.
And it never did. Not once.
So I stopped talking to her, and it took her 3 months to notice.
3 MONTHS.
So she finally has the guts to sit down and talk to me, and promises she's going to try, and she's going to make an effort.
it's been 3 weeks.
Has she even breathed in my direction?
No.
I told her "I'm not going to try to fight for this friendship unless you are going to make an effort."
So I think I got her answer on this one. It was nice being friends when you were a friend to me. I'll always be here if you need me, but I'm done trying when you won't show any effort at all to keep this friendship.

I'm not a doormat, and I'm tired of people thinking I am.

I'm not in a good mood, clearly.

Happy Easter.