So I am back home in the Tri Cities, well actually Prosser, but close enough. The sad thing is I think my supposed best friend isn't talking to me anymore. Then again, why should she? All was said and done when we had the argument about my ex talking of slitting my baby's throat. She just kind of backed him up. I don't think that was very god motherly of her, so since then we haven't really spoken. but my problem is, if she were me, how would she feel? Betrayed, that is what she would feel, I am sure. I felt it that day when she supported him. She even asked me if I considered abortion, like I support killing babies while they are too dependent on someone. They are still alive after about 10 weeks. There is a heartbeat and everything. If something has a heartbeat it is still alive regardless if it is dependent on you or not. So no, I don't believe in murder. Then when I try to contact her she just ignores me. Well whatever. I just wanted to tell her I was in town and see if she wanted to go out to coffee and catch up on the six months I was gone. But I guess not. Hell, I guess she is too busy with her life to remember the old friends that were there for her a lot of the time. I guess she forgot the friend that backed her up in high school, not like she cares, but it shows true friendship. But she doesn't stand up to me from Scott, no. I don't think she does. I bet she just joins in on the hate fest. I came back here for friends and a support system, but how am I supposed to have the support of a friend that I really needed because we have known each other for almost 3 years or so when she doesn't even want to talk to me because she is too busy doing this or that and not even taking the time to respond back to me? I mean, I was there for her as much as Scott would let me when we were dating. He didn't want me hanging out with her much because he didn't like her. I was pissed. Then I leave him for my own damn freedom because I finally gained the guts to say no more to him and then everything goes downhill. Friends abandon me, family is pissed with me, and everything is just fucked because I wanted what I wanted. God forbid I find my own damn happiness. It's like, everyone wanted me miserable and with Scott than happy [truly happy] and with RJ. All of this breaks my heart. I just wanted to spread my wings and fly away from all the evil and just torture from Scott. I was too drugged up and drunk to see how truly unhappy and depressed I really was. He may say that he did me good, but honestly, no. No he didn't. Everyone will argue with me saying that he was. But I know the truth. No one was me. No one went through everything I went through with him. But whatever. If Dani so hastily leaves her friend to hang out with my awful ex, then they are perfect for each other. I know that is harsh to say, but it is true. She ditched me several times to hang out with my uncle, and Scott wouldn't let me hang out with her. On the rare occassion he was okay with it but not really. he wanted me to hang around there so her brother can help him out with some drug connections and play with the dog. He used to talk so much shit about her and you know what? I wouldn't let that fly. No. Chicks before dicks. Bro's before Ho's. But that isn't how she rolls. So I guess this is a Dani kind of broke my heart since she once called me her bestie...bestie my fucking ass.