"If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all"

For the past 16 years I've been writing with a bunch of people from different countries.

My longest friends are from Germany, Switzerland, Malta and Australia.

So... I get a letter from one of them and her letter was long but in the end it showed me something that I wasn't expecting: It looked as if she had written the letter to someone new, not remembering anything about me.

It's true. I have about 35 'friends' from around the world, BUT I don't get them mixed up. I have cards with their names, bdays, boyfriends, hubbies, kids, etc. I keep the letters they send me, and if I feel confused about their jobs, or careers, I go back even to read older letters to see that I'm not confusing the nurse with the lawyer, or the SAHM with the free-spirited chick.

When I was typing her letter and re-reading all those questions I figured: why am I gonna bother doing that? Why am I gonna tell her where I meet G when I told her that before. Why am I gonna waste my time explaining to her things that she's gonna ask me again and again?

I'm not expecting them to know every single detail about my life, but when that happens it bothers me. Friendship should be about sharing and you know, remembering things from the other person. I felt HURT and disappointed.

Then, this idiot sent me a letter (after my Christmas card in which I included a little letter about my life and G's) where her first sentences go like this:

It was supposed to be a Christmas 'informative' letter which I sent to EVERYBODY! Of course I talked about me in the 3rd person coz we sent the letter (SAME LETTER) to my friends as well as G's friends!!!

Did I reply?

Yes. (thru email)

Was I mean?

Yes.

I'm FUCKING tired of people just, you know, saying whatever they want and me taking it like it's ok.

So that's it.

Venting's over.

I'm going to sleep.