Every night I lay down my sword to pick it up again in the morning to continue the battle, alone. I am exhausted but cannot and will not give up. Kicked hard so many times. Stolen from both money and from my home, stabbed in the back, used, been kind and generous and what I thought was a good friend. A friend tried to wreck my marriage but failed. A friend who sent the most unimaginably cruel, unkind messages shortly after I had moved house. The same friend who texted she cannot be bothered to wait for me to invite her to visit and that she needed to make new friends. The same friend who said I should have my poorly puppy pts as it didn't seem fair to keep her alive. Well guess what, pts was never an option, never even suggested by our vet,, she made it through just fine.. The same friend who insisted on visiting sex shops the day I met her for what I thought was going to be a gentle coffee and cake having just been bereaved and struggling with grief. This same friend is constantly posting about "Be Kind".
The friend who took advantage of my hospitality and stole personal items from my bedroom, which I had been kind enough to let her sleep in whenever she visited. The items never were returned.
The time has come where I simply cannot do this anymore. I no longer need these types in my life. Better off going it alone. And so the fight will continue.