Last week I told a friend of mine that I would be moving to Japan in April. I had assumed that my friend already knew because I had been posting statuses on my Facebook, but I guess she must have missed them. Upon telling her she seemed to get a little angry with me. Accusing me of coming forward and “rubbing it in” that I am “doing something with my life” and that I’m “achieving my goals.” I never once tried to rub it in. The only reason I brought it up was because it was relevant to the conversation, and that inadvertently told her what was happening.
So from there she went on about how if I went she’d never see me again, and I told her how untrue that was. She informed me that video chatting didn’t count as “seeing” one another–but what she has failed to realize is for the past 3-4 years I haven’t seen her much, if at all. I think I can count on one hand how many times I have seen her physically. It makes me wonder how she would have reacted if I had already moved to Japan and ended up telling her once there. I am saddened that she was more angry at me than she was happy for me. I cannot help how her life ended up, and I can’t make her do what I feel she should do to become the woman she wants to be or wishes she could be.
Tomorrow I go to get my teeth whitened and I am unsure if they will do anything else while I’m there. Friday I see my oral surgeon and I’ll get to talk to him about my recent concerns. Hopefully my laptop arrives on time. That would be superb.
I’m also on the last season of LOST. Score!