I have two Jane's
One is my mother-perfect in her own eyes,but nobody can come close to her high standards no matter what they do
They'll always be in the wrong-if they didn't send a card,they where wrong,send one and its the wrong one
I remember the time I was summoned to her birthday meal
Showed up,ate,controlled the kids and was gossiped about (to my face) by the rest of the family about why I'd been invited as nobody wanted us there
She went looney afterwards as I hadn't bought her flowers to be delivered to the table
What she forgot was,I didn't want to be there, was a skint single mum,who was counting every penny,I'd given birth 48 hours before,had 3 other kids to wrestle with (she expected perfect behaviour but none of them would help) and was at the start of pnd (which nearly put me in hospital)
Plus there was 4 male members sat there and two other females-none had bothered either (all with good jobs and a lot more disposal income then me)-but it was all my fault
Oh the howling about how useless I was
I'm now nc
Another is an ex friend
The second she started,I dropped her
I don't have time for that shite in my life-if anyone starts,I walk
If you can't drop them,grey rock is your friend
They just live for the drama-its their oxygen