by Drew Mitchell

Created on: June 14, 2009   Last Updated: November 14, 2009

You said at one time that I was one of your best friends. You said you relied on me for so many things. I was your right arm. I could talk to you and you to me. Then something happened. You blamed me. You said I had changed. No - that isn't true - you changed. Or was it just a rainbow of true colors that started spilling out of your being? The person I was afraid you really were did start to show. Your secrets became unhidden. I started to find out that things I had entrusted only to you were public knowledge. An enemy of mine wrote a blog about me based on information I told to only you. I shared his blog with you and you acted innocent. At that point, any trust I had in you was gone.

Other things started to come to light. You put the onus on me to repair a bad relationship, even though I was not the only one to blame. I now firmly believe you have fanned the flames to make that relationship bad. And to make matters even more interesting - you held yourself blameless. You pointed out flaws that weren't only my own, but I was the only one that was demanded to change. You made mountains out of the smallest of molehills. You became the friend of my adversary and I felt like little more than a fool.

You blamed your flaws on me and said I disappointed you. You cried foul when I didn't bend to your will. Why do you think I would do anything for you when I realized you were breaking bread with my enemies? Why would I trust you when your true colors showed what you were? Why should I respect you when you made me feel less than nothing? I worked hard for you and all you could focus on was how imperfect I was!

When I needed you most - when I became sick, showing symptoms of being weak and helpless - you proved to be heartless instead of a friend. You made others think I was making excuses instead of standing up for me as you had when you knew things would look good for you. You no longer needed me, so why not throw me to the wolves? You wouldn't admit to me or anyone else what the real problem was. You called me the bogeyman - even though you knew the real truth! You said I had caused my own problems, even though you knew what was behind it all. You gave me no support at a time when I needed you most.

Others see through you too. They know you are a coward that hides from reality. Maybe they don't realize the depth of deception that they are living amongst. They see you as someone that is unrelenting and unfeeling, but they merely chalk it up as you being someone they choose to cross off of their Christmas card list. Little do they realize the extent you have gone to so you can secure your position. I know where every one of the skeletons is - their closets aren't so well hidden and others will eventually wise up to you. Your duplicity will be exposed - someday you will be flushed out into the open and made to answer for your deeds.

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