Who asks a friend to borrow $17k to get out of a jam and then stops communicating with them?
I didn't think I had any friends left that would do that... guess I was wrong again.
I didn't think I had any friends left that would do that... guess I was wrong again.
That is a LOT of money to ask a friend and/or her family to come up with at the drop of a hat, ya know. I have spent the last several years trying to not ask for a thing from my parents, trying to figure it out on my own. I don't think I would ask them for that kind of money for myself, but I asked for him. The worst part is my parents thought about it, talked about it and said YES. I couldn't believe it. They trust him THAT much. I trusted him THAT much. After being burned by helping others out in the same way, WE trusted THAT MUCH.
And then, unexplained, our help was no longer needed. Followed by dead air. No "Hey, thanks for trying." No "Tell your parents I appreciate what they were willing to do for me." Not a damn word.
What kind of person does that? How could I think they were my friend.... one of my BEST friends?
What do I say now when my parents ask what happened or how he is doing or if things got sorted out? That was the last "Please can you help? " that I had available to me and it was wasted. Wasted on something I thought was important, on someone I thought was important.
This time there is no going back. Every ounce of credibility I have spent so long trying to build is gone. Crushed. Smashed. Wiped out. Never to be seen again.
This time there is no going back. Every ounce of credibility I have spent so long trying to build is gone. Crushed. Smashed. Wiped out. Never to be seen again.
All that remains is the person that I thought I knew, that everyone warned me about, that I gave up so much for.... that I would have done anything for.... that person is now just someone I used to know.
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