I have to say of all the things a friend can do to lose me forever and ever, telling me a lie, a big huge one, is the one thing you can do that will cause me to disappear. Done. Over. We’re not talking about a little white lie, like telling me my ass looks good in those capri pants when it looks like a Frigidaire; we’re talking the big, life changing, job on the line, marriage on the line kind of stuff.
I had a friend tell me a lie, a lie that actually put my own integrity on the line as I had vouched for her honor numerous times. An equal number of times, I had asked her outright about the situation…and every time, she looked right at me and lied.
So I’m done with her… and I hear from sources that she’s blabbering on about how she knows now who her “true friends” are. Yadda yadda yadda. Girl, if you can’t be straight with your friends, who can you be straight to? I’m not your mom or your dad or your boss or your pastor; I wouldn’t have been so harsh if you’d come right out the first time I asked. Or the second time. Or the third.
But now I know I’ve been led down the primrose path, and I’m done. You screwed up another friendship of mine in the process while I was defending your honor, only to find out you really had none at all to defend. You put my reputation on the line, too. So prattle on, dearie, about who is true and who is not…just don’t look in the mirror in the process.