Many moons ago I got invovled with the model horse hobby beyond collecting, I joined some snail mail clubs and attended some live shows. I made friends from all across the country, many written communications only partially delving to the hobby. Friendships were forged that would last a long time.
In a couple of the clubs I was involved in there was a teen girl, we communicated regularly..we became friends despite our age difference and I tried to help her out all the time. She also didn't have much in the way of money to spend on expensive customs/resins. She wanted many I had. I went out of my way to accommodate her. I traded for photo show quality tack and address labels..address labels until they were coming out of my ears, not only for myself but two of the foster children my family had. Address labels that I had for 15 years or so and only recently got thrown out. I gave her good deals on her 'purchases' so she could acquire models she'd gone on and on about wanting since just about the day I got them (not quite because things weren't as instant as today with the net). She even asked me to purchase a resin just so she can get it off me for tack or labels/stationary, it's been too long I don't remember exactly which. And I did, I purchased the horse she wanted and allowed her to buy it off me. Please understand, I am NOT complaining here, I did what I did because I considered her a very good friend.
She helped when I ran clubs and I helped when she ran clubs and as she got older we did more for eachother and our friendship grew stronger. By the time she reached her 20s I considered her a sister I had only ever written to and spoke to on the phone but a sister none the less.
Life always seems to throw curve balls at you and the two of us leaned on each other repeatedly to help us through difficult times. And through it all I still considered her a sister. I was even willing to drive across the country to get her and her horse when things got really bad for her. I was willing to offer her a place to stay, offered to help her find work and get her back and forth to it until she was able to get her license and a car. I don't offer that for most of my blood relatives but myself and another friend had been willing to drop everything to make the trip and pay for it all.
Life continued to have it's ups and downs for the both of us. She'd decided not to take us up on the offer and was still across the country. We communicated via the net, daily and when I was off just about all day long.
In 2008 my world flipped upside down and I had a small breakdown. The friend I counted on to be there for me through thick and thin suddenly wasn't. She was jealous of another friend who'd moved closer to help me too and she could not get the fact that I was now limited to getting online until evening..no matter how often she was told this. When I could finally be on she'd piss and moan about me not being on all day. Then I got highspeed and had connection upstairs where I had to be for my mother during the day and she'd not be on IM even after being told I was now able to have internet access during the day. When she did log into IM she'd piss and moan some more about me not being able to be on constantly then proceed to boo-hoo over her life/day and turn around to say she was going to play her game and the IM messed with it..bye. o.0 Amazing, we'd managed to chat and even roleplay over the years while she played her game.
Abandoned? Yes, I was definitely feeling it.
Next came a 'Time to say goodbye.' email. Not only was she abandoning me in my time of need but she wanted to pull my 'security' blanket from around me..the thing I'd pretty much clung to to keep what sanity I had left, especially in the last few months.
I lost all respect for her at that point..all. There is nothing she could do to ever gain it back. She knew what I had been dealing with and going through. You don't do that to a friend. Now she'd just hit the point of stranger in my book. And I don't play nice when you back me into a corner..especially with the thin line my sanity had been walking for some time.
I seriously hope she thinks twice about pulling any of it with another friend. If she does, I hope they show her their horns too..because she sure likes to show hers but doesn't like when she gets back exactly what she dishes out.