Finally did it. Some long overdue housekeeping. I'd been feeling for quite some time that I had zero friends. A few acquaintances. But no "I got your back" friends. That became clearer and clearer over the years. Especially when i drank myself into the ER and a week of suicide watch. No one. nothing.
So my birthday came and went. I really don't care about those things. But this one got to me.
Because my daughter didn't even remember it.
And, as much vile i have for her mother, i'd never let Lexy overlook that day.
But she's a kid and that's not what bugged me.
Facebook. That bothered me. Of my 130 or so "friends" Almost NO ONE even said "hi". And that didn't really bug me, either.
Except.
I have a "friend" who also shares that birth date. She's gorgeous and very successful. And almost never on FB. and NEVER posts anything beyond "i'm so hot!" pics.
Now. when I saw her wall and EVERYONE said "yo", well, that was it for me. Said it all so clearly.
So we had a great dinner at Mario Batali's pizza place in Newport. Funny, just a stones throw from where I entered this messy world. And i put up my final post from there. "Adios Amigos." Only one "Friend" replied.
