Misery loves company
and is sending invitations
My circle of friends in university included an incredibly soggy, wet, stinky blanket. She was a miserable git. If we were having fun and she was uncomfortable, her pain trumped all. I’d like to say that over the years I have changed and that my therapy training has helped me have compassion for her.
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I think she was a miserable shit then and I have not encountered any evidence that would cause me to change my mind. When we wanted to do something that she either didn’t think cool, or couldn’t afford, she would get angry. She told us we were excluding her.
I’d offer to pay, but she would protest. She suggested being included that way made her feel somehow ‘less than’. I believe she just wanted to be in control of what we did as a group. When she didn’t get what she want, she cried. This was pretty effective. Her tyrrany through tears ensured that people always listened.
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