Being Wrong

An ex friend of mine recently told me ( at the end of a very long, drawn out argument over nothing) that I DID NOT DESERVE HER.

Wow.
That astounded me.
Totally almost floored me.
Then I thought it through a bit and realized that in all probability she was right, I DO NOT DESERVE HER because you know why?
No one, not one person I know, deserves that type of malicious 'friendship'.
No one deserves her; just shame on me for taking so damn long to realize what so many others had known so much earlier than I had.
Slap on the hand Lisa , slap on the hand.

Then came the creme de brûlée of argument endings.
The perfection of that poisonous last sentence.
Yes, this spiritual, gracious, person took off that mask and reveled the cruel, evil thing living underneath.

For we all know that bullying and school yard taunts should begin and end there.
That the mocking of another persons disabilities, in my case, my speech problem by a woman of 50years old, is unacceptable, is cruel, is vile and yet that is exactly what she did.

After paragraphs of writing and realizing that no matter what or how she wrote, she could not  'out write' me, she chose to end the conversation  with the taunt
" no Lisa, you are wr wr wr wr wr wrong LOL"

That's right.
LOL.

LOL.

And what was all this about in the first place?
A FB status update that this particular woman had read and decided that I had written about her.

It was not about her.
Never.
She never crossed my mind.

In truth I think she wanted out of a friendship but had been unable to find her way out.
My FB status update gave her the opening she had been seeking.

Like I said it was never about her but the moral of this cruel little story is that given half a chance, a person can read anything they want into your words and your writing.
They can take your words and twist them to suit their own purposes.

Another moral is that you never really know someone and you never fully understand why others treat them the way they do until you too have seen the dark side of that person.

There is so much more to this than I will put here only I really wanted to share the cruelty from someone who constantly asks why she has no one, why no one wants to be with her, why she is so alone.

Answered her own questions I think.

Or maybe, I'm wr wr wr wr wrong..........

Again.