Have I Been Dumped?

It was a weird day. It didn't start that way but it most certainly was. I was excited to have coffee with a friend. I've written about her before on my '365 days' blog. She's known hubby for quite awhile through his driving job and also more recently as a client of his. She came for a reading quite some time ago and is now coming every 2-3 weeks for ongoing mentoring sessions.

I can't say she's a happy person and she freely talks about her depression and years of therapy. I can kind of relate so I think that's why we hit it off, or so I thought. During our visit she just had a strange vibe to her. We were just talking about things in general and she said she didn't think she'd ever be happy. She says she's spent a lot of money and time with therapy and still doesn't feel like she's getting anywhere. Then she started talking about hubby and some things about her sessions that she doesn't like and some things he says bothers her but she didn't say anything to him.  I tried to keep it light and said "Well, try being married to him." Bada Bing.....

I told her other than his psychic gift he gives advice on the lessons he's learned, nothing more. He's no better/smarter than anyone else. I also said that she shouldn't feel obligated to continue having sessions with him just because we are friends. I even asked if she would like me to tell him. She said she probably shouldn't be telling me how she feels and every time we tried to talk about something else, she would come right back to it.

Maybe she was just having a real bad day, it was rainy and gloomy out. But she even seemed to want to cut coffee short to get away from me, and then as we got up she said, "Well, I've got your number, so I'll call you sometime."

Huh? Isn't that what you say to people you don't want to see again? I think so. That's how it felt. So I felt gloomy inside the rest of the day and even opened up a bottle of wine which I haven't done in a very long time. The next night she did call hubby to cancel her next appointment. Then I told him about our strange coffee date and said I knew it was coming. He said he felt it was coming too and he had given her several 'outs' and kept asking her if she wanted to continue, but she always said yes.

I realize it's her issue, but it is so hard for me to make friends. It makes me feel like I'm back in grade school standing on the side of the playground waiting for someone to come and ask me to play.  It's just added another layer to my armor and I really don't give a shit anymore.