Wow, I thought I was one of the few who was dumped by a good friend. I met her at church when our kids were young. She had two boys, I had two girls, but they loved to play together. We took vacations together, saw each other throughout the week, ate dinner, went to movies, really enjoyed each other. Stephen and her husband were also best friends. In 1997 I started counseling to discuss abuse as a child and other issues. I went through a major personality change. I went from being a doormat to expressing my opinion. She did not like it. I did swing a little far, initially, to the bossy side. My counselor told me (months later, after I swung back to a more loving nature) that that is normal for this kind of situation. She didn't stick by me long enough to help me work through it. In the summer of 99, she stood on my front step and screamed at me for over an hour, with her husband standing behind her, embarrassed. I didn't want her to come in and yell, because my girls were in the house. Although they were older teens by then, I didn't want them to hear what she was saying. It was weird. Accusing me of things I said and did, that I never said or did. I was heartbroken. We still attend the same church, and are now cordial to each other. Stephen and her husband are still friends and go out to movies and play cards regularly. Her kids and my kids are still friends, but not like before. It was hard for my girls to look past how she treated me and not let it affect how they felt toward her. She had been a great mentor to my youngest until this happened. She is a youth worker at our church.
It's all very sad when I look back on it. She did come up to me during a service a few weeks ago and said she had been going through some old photos and wanted to thank me for being such a good friend, and for all the good times we had. I was surprised, but know a lot has happened, and it's hard to get past it. I am praying, that eventually we can become friends again. I really think she regrets her actions, but I don't know if I can open myself up to that hurt again. I have never had a friend like her since, or even before, this, and it just hurt so bad when it was over.