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Originally Posted by granite1
the blow up continues . i think i said something about blowing up my life on wednsday by having a major melt down at the craft store . a crazy lady who once was a friend just treated me like crap for the last time and i went off on her and all who thought she was funny . everyone was all like sorry and so on and then found out the person was right back at the store the next day hanging with the owner who i thought was a friend but now know differently. how can life and this world be so messed up how can i always get it so so wrong all the time . im useless and i should know these people were not my friends . people like me dont have friends . god i just want to die . i know ill beat the crap out of myself tonight but that wont even matter any more .
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  ((Granite )) 
It would be nice if our friends would hate our enemies, but it often doesn't work out that way.
Can you let go of this expectation?
Incidentally, a shopkeeper has to pretend to be friends with everyone.
Sorry.
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