Dumped.

That meme is going to have to wait. There are more weighty matters on my mind at the present time.

Sorry. I know you were all hanging out for it. Not.

I've been dumped.

Not by a boy. I could deal with that I think.

But by a group of my (so-called) friends.

"Why?" I hear you ask?

Good question. I've done nothing to offend said group of friends.

Hang on a sec, let's just give them a name. Now, their initials are S&A, S&A (yes there's another set), A&R and D&L. What can we make out of that?

LARDAASS.

That'll do.

Right. Back to it.

Notice anything about those groups of initials above? Anyone? Bueller?

Ding! Correct, contestant number one. They're all in pairs. As in, they're all couples.

And for the past six years we've hung out together, gone on vacation together, taken drugs together, spent major holidays together and supported each other through life's ups and downs.

But no more.

Apparently A&R had a bbq last Saturday, as R's parents were in town from o/s. They're nice people, I've met them before. They wanted to catch up with "the gang", so a bbq was organised.

I found out about this bbq on Tuesday. Through Bestie P. She & hubby were invited. They've been invited to A&R's more in the last month (ie since bub's arrival) that they have in the last year.

A&R spent Christmas at my house the year before last. I'm still waiting for at least a dinner invite.

In fact I'm still waiting for them to email or phone me back regarding the catch-up lunch I invited them to over a month ago.

Apparently the LARDAASS's at the bbq asked how I was doing. Was that whole "acting thing" going ok. Was I famous yet. Was I still single. Bestie P asked why they just hadn't invited me and asked me themselves.

Their answer?

"Oh, well, you know, she just doesn't really fit in with the group now. You know, we're all married and have mortgages (on million dollar houses in the Eastern Suburbs) and kids and she's still single and living in a share house and doesn't have a proper job and probably won't ever have kids, so we really have nothing in common with her anymore."

Hmph.

I feel like I'm stuck in the middle of an episode of Sex & The City.

Except I don't have the pleasure of owning a closet full of Manolos.

I moped about for half a day wondering why the LARDAASS's were being so mean. I'm not single by choice. I'd love to meet a guy and pop out a few babies. I'd love to own a nice house and go out to decent restaurants twice a week.

But that's not my life. And its possible that that may never be my life no matter how much I'd like it.

But I'm accepting of where my life is right now.

And I'm not willing to settle for second-best in a relationship. I don't want to be stuck in a relationship (L&D from the LARDAASS's are the perfect example here) which has been on-again and off-again so many times that its just a joke, but you keep going back to because you are either too lazy or too scared to be single.

And even if I do choose to be single, why should I be persecuted for that?

These are intelligent, successful people. How did their minds get so narrow?

I'm in need of some advice here people. This is "phone a (blog) friend" time.

Do I:

A. Confront these so-called friends and ask them why they've chosen to elimiate me from their life?

B. Continue emailing/phoning them at regular intervals and hope that they'll respond eventually?

C. Send them all an email saying "f**k you all you LARDAASS's"?

D. Ignore it all and hope it will sort itself out?

E. Ignore it and just get on with life?


I know E is probably the most sensible option, but there's a part of me which really wants to let them know how hurt I am. Its really been weighing on my mind the last few days and I need some objective input. Bestie P is too close to all of them to be objective. Plus, bless her, she's coping on 2 hours sleep a night coupled with new-mother-nappy brain, so I don't want to bother her with it.

Advice?

xo