I have/did have a friend that I met right here on Substack. She was a wonderful benefactor last year when I was really struggling— There were several people who helped me financially, but she went above and beyond, literally hundreds of dollars. Over time we chatted on the phone and shared a lot of common thoughts that fed our outrage and sense of solidarity regarding all this Covidian Hell and all the EVIL behind it and the rest of the plan to scrap America and our Constitution…
So since she lived fairly close to me, I invited her to visit me, and she did, and we had a good time and it felt nice to have a pal that I could talk to about all the insanity we have been going through— I’ve lost nearly all my other friends along this Covid Road. Mostly I only have friends online anymore. Fuckin’ A right there!
Then it was her birthday, in September, and not too long before that I quit my job I’d gotten driving an airporter shuttle bus— a pretty fun job, but the hours were killing me and my boss was a flagrantly abusive and belligerent type who made the fun seem like hell. Anyway, I had saved up three months’ rent, in cash, in case the banks went down, and I’d hidden it in my house. I thought I’d be okay…
When my friend came to stay, we had a minor argument— to ME it was minor, but since she refuses to speak to me now, I imagine it was not minor to her. I suspect she suffers from some sort of mental illness, and I won’t go any further than that because I am not trained to diagnose. Point being, I am tempted to OUT her, by name, here on SS, because since I cannot PROVE that she stole an entire month’s rent, the law prevents anything legal from happening— She gets off with only a karmic debt, if that is even a reality. I am swinging in the wind, and visiting the Food Bank for the first time ever… And I do know it was her, as no one else has been in my home without me present the entire time… And there was that little rift… It must have seemed like the Grand Canyon to her. Sigh. I see her on other pages, just carrying on as usual…
I read a book yesterday about “jerks in the workplace” and at the end of it, the author noted that he found out, to his complete surprise and consternation, that he was not the perfect guy he thought he was… According to his co-workers. I don’t harbor any ideas that I am without issues! But I thought maybe I ought to do the same. This is probably something that should happen with people I know in “real life,” as it’s a bit different when we’re online, eh? Anyway, I try to be humble when I’m not outraged at other people’s jerkified behavior… But this! This really, really hurts. Yeh. Woof.
It's not worth it herder.
The rabbit hole you will trot down, willingly, will do more damage than heal.
I'll make you an offer. I'll replace the stolen $$, if you walk away from this.
I want nothing in return, but you to leave it behind, for your benefit...please lord don't let Herder live in the Ritz Barkton...lol.
Also, as I am sure you know, this person is not your friend and should be set adrift, without fan fare or malice. Just part ways and don't give them anymore free rent in your head or heart.
I am serious about the offer.
CTD
It does sound like this person has mental issues. It is best to distance oneself from such folks, they can become dangerous, especially if they've already shown their colors. I voted "no" and recommend that you accept the beautiful offer by Connecting the Dots. Sending you lots of love and healing over this heartbreaking incident.