I have been debating for a few days now whether or not I would write this post, but I have finally decided that for my own sanity I’m going to get all this off my chest.
Since Mr Squooshy and I got together, my friendship with Miss Mum has slowly gone downhill, to the point where we very rarely even speak anymore. Before Mr S and I became a couple, Miss Mum and I would speak to each other every day, sometimes frequently during the day. We were a big part of each other’s lives, and I was closer to her than I was to my sisters and lil Munchkin was also a huge part of my life.
Last week was lil Munchkin’s 3rd birthday. I can’t believe how much time has gone by for him to be turning 3 already, but he did. So I phoned him up to say Happy Birthday, and was speaking to Miss Mum when she invited me to his party on the weekend. I knew he was having a party already (thanks to that wonderful thing called Facebook), and Miss Mum let me know that there were a few extra people coming and if I wanted to come then I could.
Which just led me to wonder. If I hadn’t called lil Munchkin, would I have even gotten an invite? Have we come to that point now, where it’s just not worth it, where it’s all too hard? I know that she has a lot going on in her life at the moment, but then again, so do I. But when did it get to the point that her dislike of Mr Squooshy, got in the way of our friendship and when is it okay to stop trying, and stop worrying about the end of a friendship, as this is what it feels like. The end of a friendship.
I went to lil Munchkin’s party. I felt totally out of place, and went home and had a bit of a cry. I’m sad for the loss of these two people in my life, but I’m even more sad that I can’t bring myself to keep trying to keep them in my life. I’m worn out, and just can’t do it anymore.