Fair-Weather Nonsense

To that person who calls you their friend when it works out to their advantage (all things in list form today):

~you have no idea what a friend is because you've never had a real one in your life; and if you have, I pity them for having been subjected to all of your self-centered BULLSHIT

~I stood by and let you get it all out of your system, ignoring the negative consequences other people were subjected to by your rage over absolutely nothing; as your thanks to me, you walked all over me, too advantage of my family's generosity, and bad-mouthed me to my own husband

~all of your outrageous and alleged dramas are entirely of your own creation, and I have exactly ZERO desire to help you crawl through yet another self-created round of it, only to have the WHOLE situation turned around and all blame for it somehow placed squarely on my shoulders

~the set of shoulders you've so frequently and liberally leaned/cried on are bucking your weight, so it's time for you to get on with the task of finding another un-confident little bitch to drag down into your hell with you. SUCKIT!

~my self-worth has finally registered in my head, and you're about to seriously lose a large aspect of your daily ego-stroke - on account of I'm no longer going to waste my precious time or energy trying to reel you back in from the ledge because the knowledge has presented itself that you don't need the support, but only the attention, and I'm not your bitch - nor was I ever, 'kay?

~I no longer need the crutch of claiming you as any sort of "friend" to make me feel more confident about my social status - you socially injured me and mine, speaking realistically, so you're out, ass