Crappy Friends – On to the Next One
So I have finally come to the conclusion that I’m a dirt bag magnet. Friends, acquaintances, etc. In life, everyone attracts a certain type of person to them and I attract undesirables like a moth to a flame. I never trust anyone because those that I have trusted ended up doing me wrong in the long run. I’m leery of all because in the back of my mind, I know if the right situation comes along, they will screw me over.
I bring this up because I have recently cut off a good friend of mine for very good reasons. I got tired of constant selfishness and temper tantrums (mantrums). He gets upset and pouts if you don’t text him back in what he thinks is a reasonable amount of time. People are busy and work, not stuck at home like him. Get over it! Dude is in his early forties but has the mentality of many 20 somethings when they don’t get their way. I grew tired of the constant complaining and whining about how life is so bad but they choose to do nothing about it but sit on their ass and eat themselves into an early grave. If I had to hear one more time about how his manhood was small I was going to scream. Who the eff cares? At the very least, this past friendship showed me what I don’t want to be and he has given me the motivation to get things in order. I refuse to be in my 40’s, single, working a dead-end job making little pay, and degree-less. I want better for myself so I will venture forth. No time for the weary. Not to mention, his morals were shot. I always had an issue with him doing shoots and basically cumming on females feet without their consent and knowledge. Yes, you read that right. Who does that mess?! That’s disgusting and things come back on people. That’s assault in my book.
I have nicknamed the guy “Why Me” because he’s constantly complaining about how the world is against him and he can’t catch a break. I had to constantly explain to him that life is what you make it and it can get better. He can’t look past the hard times and chooses to instead whine to anyone within earshot about his problems. At one point, I felt like more of a counselor than a friend. Others who deal with him have the same sentiments.
All of my previous friends ended up being shady, lied to me, tried to steal my husband, slandered me, spread rumors, stole from me, etc. “Why Me” seemed like a nice guy ( and I believe he still is inside) but he has serious character flaws which I choose to no longer deal with. The last straw came last week when he got pissed off because I no longer want to pose for his iffy fetish site. My husband no longer wants me to do foot fetish pics anymore, and honestly neither do I. It was interesting at first but I no longer want to delve into that world anymore. I originally told “Why Me” I would shoot again but things changed. This bastard had the audacity to say that I don’t keep my word and compared me to a model he had who stole his camera. This asshole compared me to a thief. How childish is that? I wasn’t taking any money out of his pocket and he didn’t pay me ahead of time. If one model makes or breaks your site you need to close up shop immediately. Obviously money was more important to him than friendship. When your spouse has an issue with something, you should listen. “Why Me” needs to recognize his importance in people’s life. Spouse comes waaaayy before him in the chain of life. It will trump his wishes every time. He knows this because I asked him when he and his girlfriend get married would he quit his site if she had an issue with it. He said yeah. Dude is a hypocrite to the 10th degree.
He’s also lied to my face. He acted like he didn’t know who did the black & white photos for my sister (salacious in nature) and he’s the one who did it. It was creepy that he was looking at my sister in that way. I guarantee if his son were sending me nude pics and I kept them and commented, he would have a huuuge issue with that. He also refuses to help my sister get a grant. He has a contact where he lives and said he’s trying to get hooked up and would help me too. I don’t need it because I have the GI Bill. Now he tells my sister he can’t help her because she doesn’t live in Baltimore. Uh, neither do I and he definitely doesn’t either. I showed my sister the text trail as proof. He just doesn’t want to help anyone but himself.
All in all, I hope he and his ex really do get remarried. Perhaps when he’s married he will stop being so emotional about little crap that doesn’t matter. The funny part is, I was his real friend. Too bad he was too blind to see that. Will we ever be friends again? I don’t know. I feel for him; the bulk of his interactions with people (friends) are models of his who only want money from him and they only contact him when they need something. Sad….. I wish him well. I recently got things in the works so things are looking up. 
