So after 6 years of fighting and dealing with her problems, Lacey (my best friend for the last 6 years) and I are no longer friends.
It sucks. But I couldn't deal with her pot smoking all the time anymore. I love my job and I have never gotten arrested or anything before. I can't keep hanging out with her while she does that, because it jeopardizes all of that.
Now, it wasn't just all of a sudden. I know some of you may be thinking that I just decided one day that enough was enough. It had been coming for quite some time. I had been asking her for months to not smoke around me, but she didn't care that I cared. I told her that I was worried about her consumption, and she freaked out. I tried to get her to come over so we could talk, but she just said she was done.
Then while I was layin on my futon bawling my eyeballs out, a knock came on the door. It was some churchy lady talkin about Jesus and how much "good" he could do for me. I was distracted by a white envelope on the floor. I picked it up. It was the spare key I had given Lacey for my apartment. I knew then that it was done.
Now I get to try and get back my book and the fifteen bucks she still owes me from our Fargo-Grand Forks trip we made in SEPTEMBER. I've told her. Called her. Texted her. Myspace messaged her. She finally brought my curling iron and my permanent markers over.
What does anyone else think about this?
~beth