I have spent the last few days trying to better explain myself to Heather. It seems as though she really was bothered by my history with Jesse, which isn't my fault she asked! So Heather came up with the brilliant idea of me,her,and Jesse hanging out together Sunday (bad idea I know). After spending the whole day together all Heather could talk about after Jesse went home was; how Jesse was a whore,a bitch,book smart but not common sense smart,flirts with anything with legs,talks about sex all the time, and has no respect for me. All that maybe true, but that doesn't give Heather the right to talk about Jesse that way. Granted Jesse does treat me like crap and could care less if I'm happy with Heather, but she's still my friend no matter what.
Something Heather did comment on was how it was that I acted as if she wasn't around. How I was completely stuck on Jesse all day. Heather was just jealous of the fact that me and Jesse almost automatically became insync and attached again. This just proves my point that three wasn't a good idea, someone would be left out.
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Hmm...
Yikes, for a while, I thought Heather suggested a three-way... thankfully she hasn't gone there yet.
Heather has issues. If she apparently has common sense, she needs to use it and realize you're with her now, but only for as long as she stop being paranoid and crazy that you've been with someone before her.
Why does she need to judge your ex as being a whore, bitch, etc., if not to indicate that she has insecurities about your relationship? Seems like one would only need common sense to connect those dots, no?
Seems strange for someone to be so obsessed with your past, since that's where she'll end up if she doesn't change.
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She is obsessed...
Thats what I have been trying to get her to understand. I don't know why she is obsessed with my past it is all she talks about.
When she lowers her eyes she seems to hold all the beauty in the world between her eyelids; when she raises them I see only myself in her gaze.
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