Vacation from What?

Life never really stops....even if that is the purpose of a vacation...to get away from the normal ins and outs of life...to get away from the drama...the humdrum...the mundane...even though it's a recurring lesson...I think I'll finally acknowledge it here...you just can't get away.

I'm in Maine...visiting all of my family here...but the drama followed me.

My best friend, April, called on Monday..and after a long drawn out drama with our living situation...from one misunderstanding/miscommunication to another and a huge waste of time with arguing over semantics...she tells me that after she hands in her key to the apartment we used to share...she doesn't want to be my friend anymore.

I thought our friendship was stronger than that...

Yeah, life has been tough for the past year....living with someone who has the complete opposite way of keeping a household is VERY hard and taxing on both parties involved...we probably should have moved out after 2 months...but we had a year lease, and so it was...and I thought we made do with what we had for the most part...I pretty much was just never home...which wasn't actually intentional at all since I went to school for 30 hours a week and then studied another 20 and worked 20+...

Alas...it was hard and quite draining to live together...but, wow, to ruin a 5 year friendship...I didn't think it would happen to us...

And it hurts quite a bit...after all that we have been through...

It was really a surprise to hear...it came without any warning, really. And it sounded like she had consulted with some other people about the decision before even talking to me because she had her mind made up and we hadn't had a conversation in at least 2 months...I mean, a REAL conversation...one that didn't involve some dispute about the apartment....

*sigh*

It's especially hard that she threw my honesty and respect for her back in my face by twisting it around to make it sound like I was doing something or had done something in the past that was hurtful to her.
I believe I am one of the most honest and respectful people in her life, if not THE most....I am sorry that she wants to throw that away because of a year of silliness about the maintenance of an apartment...I really am sorry

I am at the point in the reaction to all of this where I really feel scorned and don't care either way. But when I talk about it...I cry...which shows me how deeply I do care.

To lose a friendship over some animosity about an apartment...*shaking my head*...