Sorry, long and not very interesting but I need to let it out...
My very closed friend of 20 years told me after a few glasses (he's gay and can go into the diva mode chen a bit drunk) that he's fed up because 'no one ever gives me presents for my birthday'. I always make a point of making presents to my friends but since I didn't remember every single one of them, he was going on and on (see? yo don't remember because there was none...) Well, it sounds very harmless and childish and I should just take it with a pinch of humour (as a friend says: break his legs next year, he'll remember it forever but it is not the first time he plays the victim and I HATE IT, given I'm always there for my friends. We both live in London, far from home (France) and we have no family network. While seeing us struggling, he never offered to take my 3-year old son so that his father and I could breath a bit and in three years, he changed his nappy once, which tells a lot about the amount of time he looked after him... Anyway, even though I love him to bits and we have been throuhg many things together, I am sick and tired of these reproaches and this selfrighteous attitude.
I'm usually able to laugh about it but today I feel like telling him to go and f$%%$ himself for good.
Ah I feel a bit better... Not really...