Soldato
I'm not good at confronting people but I feel that I need to get closure on this situation or I'm just going to be stuck in the past bouncing it around my head. Here's the info;
Friday night and my mate rings inviting me to go see Wallace and Gromit (yes this is how long I've left this). I explained that i don't like to goto the cinema much as people annoy me too much for me to enjoy the film. I get very agitated and wound up with irritating habbits like nail biting, eating with your mouth open and such. I said i want to be a good friend so i'll do my best. I had told him that another mate and i wanted to go see Serenity to which he said he had no problem going to the cinema 2 nights in a row. So on the idea what we were going to see Serenity the next night I thought it only fair to go see his film on the Fridy night. So we went to see wallace and gromit and i did have issues. We're leaving the cinema and i was a bit stressed and making my usual attempt at comedy jokes about passers by when he snaps at me and proceeds to have a go at me all the way home. I assume he thought something like tough love would make me snap outa my silly games. He was clearly annoyed and I told him that it was good that he felt how I felt for once.
Anyway, i spend the night feeling like completely depressed as i tried to get over things and i just felt like i would always be this way. I was really broken up. The next morning came and i put it behind me and invited my 2 mates to a gig. After the gig we went to get food and i had very low blood sugar. I needed something to eat but the guy from the previous night wanted to go to some fancy bar and look at women. I was rather very annoyed. I was only out of hospital for 4 weeks after my gall bladder operation and I was very very low on blood sugar. I kept telling him that I could black out at any moment. We tried one bar who said they weren't serving food anymore and I said lets just goto BK. He was very angry at my suggestion. BK being next door and me needing anything quickly. Eventually we found a place to eat and he bought me a coke. It may not seem like much but I haven't touched the stuff in like 4 years due to migranes. He knows that, or at least he should know that since we've been friends for 15 years. Then he suggested we go around the bars in liverpool. On any other night I would be up for that. I'm a music photographer so that *is* what I do. However that night I really felt like everything had been thrown back into my face. No mention of going to the cinema, no "oh yer you just came outa hospital lets get you some food" or anything. Just my mate being manipulative. As soon as we were in Liverpool city center and he had the opportunity to go clubbing he took it. He used to ring me up a lot and try to get me to go out. He would say anything and twist anything I said to get me there. I have however changed since those days I do enjoy going out. When I look back on a lot of things he says he often manipulates things and says anything to get his way. After we left the resturant I just dragged behind my mates. I knew I should have just walked off to my car and drove home but I lacked the confidence to really have a go at the guy. That made me more depressed than angry so I just sulked for the rest of the night while we walked around some bars.
I just couldn't be bothered arguing with him. He wouldn't understand, he never does. On our way home he asked my other mate for his mobile number which to me felt like he was saying "Pete's a dead loss, but if you gimme your number we'll hang out". Its been nearly 4 months and I haven't seen either of them. I know exactly what my mate is thinking. He thinks I just didn't want to go around Liverpool and wanted to stay home playing games. Its not like that at all. I'm off out this evening to a bar and Thursday and etc. I just felt like I was stuck in the ocean trying desperately to paddle towards the shore when I saw a hand that I thought was going to help and instead burst my boat. I do miss hanging out with them and it would be nice to have some company at gigs.
The thing is that even if I did fix this situation I would still have a very big issue with him and thats his habbits. Both him and my Dad are the same in that they are incredibly irritating. My mate often jiggles his legs up and down, rubs his hands ALL day, bites his nails, takes his watch off to fiddle with it, spins his foot, eats/talks with his mouth full, and various other stupid things that shouldn't bother me but do. My Dad's the same. He often talks to me while fiddling with his pocket change. How am I supposed to concentrate with that distraction? So hanging out with my mate and then coming home makes me very on edge waiting for the next stupid irritation to set me off. So even if I did sort one problem I would be stuck with the other. While we would hang out again I would just end up getting fustrated and I'd make stupid sarcastic comments.
So Any ideas where I should go from here? Don't say nut house I feel like I want to shout at him and rub the fact that I'm going out to gigs weekly in his face. He totally missed out on seeing 35 bands in one week from this. He told me if I don't sort myself out that I'd loose friends. *He* did all this to me and do feel like I want him to feel like he's lost my friendship through this. But then I think about how other people are able to work out far worse things than this and move on. So... what should I do? Don't say go drinking
Friday night and my mate rings inviting me to go see Wallace and Gromit (yes this is how long I've left this). I explained that i don't like to goto the cinema much as people annoy me too much for me to enjoy the film. I get very agitated and wound up with irritating habbits like nail biting, eating with your mouth open and such. I said i want to be a good friend so i'll do my best. I had told him that another mate and i wanted to go see Serenity to which he said he had no problem going to the cinema 2 nights in a row. So on the idea what we were going to see Serenity the next night I thought it only fair to go see his film on the Fridy night. So we went to see wallace and gromit and i did have issues. We're leaving the cinema and i was a bit stressed and making my usual attempt at comedy jokes about passers by when he snaps at me and proceeds to have a go at me all the way home. I assume he thought something like tough love would make me snap outa my silly games. He was clearly annoyed and I told him that it was good that he felt how I felt for once.
Anyway, i spend the night feeling like completely depressed as i tried to get over things and i just felt like i would always be this way. I was really broken up. The next morning came and i put it behind me and invited my 2 mates to a gig. After the gig we went to get food and i had very low blood sugar. I needed something to eat but the guy from the previous night wanted to go to some fancy bar and look at women. I was rather very annoyed. I was only out of hospital for 4 weeks after my gall bladder operation and I was very very low on blood sugar. I kept telling him that I could black out at any moment. We tried one bar who said they weren't serving food anymore and I said lets just goto BK. He was very angry at my suggestion. BK being next door and me needing anything quickly. Eventually we found a place to eat and he bought me a coke. It may not seem like much but I haven't touched the stuff in like 4 years due to migranes. He knows that, or at least he should know that since we've been friends for 15 years. Then he suggested we go around the bars in liverpool. On any other night I would be up for that. I'm a music photographer so that *is* what I do. However that night I really felt like everything had been thrown back into my face. No mention of going to the cinema, no "oh yer you just came outa hospital lets get you some food" or anything. Just my mate being manipulative. As soon as we were in Liverpool city center and he had the opportunity to go clubbing he took it. He used to ring me up a lot and try to get me to go out. He would say anything and twist anything I said to get me there. I have however changed since those days I do enjoy going out. When I look back on a lot of things he says he often manipulates things and says anything to get his way. After we left the resturant I just dragged behind my mates. I knew I should have just walked off to my car and drove home but I lacked the confidence to really have a go at the guy. That made me more depressed than angry so I just sulked for the rest of the night while we walked around some bars.
I just couldn't be bothered arguing with him. He wouldn't understand, he never does. On our way home he asked my other mate for his mobile number which to me felt like he was saying "Pete's a dead loss, but if you gimme your number we'll hang out". Its been nearly 4 months and I haven't seen either of them. I know exactly what my mate is thinking. He thinks I just didn't want to go around Liverpool and wanted to stay home playing games. Its not like that at all. I'm off out this evening to a bar and Thursday and etc. I just felt like I was stuck in the ocean trying desperately to paddle towards the shore when I saw a hand that I thought was going to help and instead burst my boat. I do miss hanging out with them and it would be nice to have some company at gigs.
The thing is that even if I did fix this situation I would still have a very big issue with him and thats his habbits. Both him and my Dad are the same in that they are incredibly irritating. My mate often jiggles his legs up and down, rubs his hands ALL day, bites his nails, takes his watch off to fiddle with it, spins his foot, eats/talks with his mouth full, and various other stupid things that shouldn't bother me but do. My Dad's the same. He often talks to me while fiddling with his pocket change. How am I supposed to concentrate with that distraction? So hanging out with my mate and then coming home makes me very on edge waiting for the next stupid irritation to set me off. So even if I did sort one problem I would be stuck with the other. While we would hang out again I would just end up getting fustrated and I'd make stupid sarcastic comments.
So Any ideas where I should go from here? Don't say nut house I feel like I want to shout at him and rub the fact that I'm going out to gigs weekly in his face. He totally missed out on seeing 35 bands in one week from this. He told me if I don't sort myself out that I'd loose friends. *He* did all this to me and do feel like I want him to feel like he's lost my friendship through this. But then I think about how other people are able to work out far worse things than this and move on. So... what should I do? Don't say go drinking