The Move

Writing from my phone again, so this post will lack proper paragraphs and possibly a few auto-corrects. Moved into my new apartment this weekend. Got a lot done, unpacked, out in place. Still struggling with a lot of it. The last of the move included large stuff so he had his friend come help (K) and K's girlfriend, S. It sucked. I mean, I was grateful for the help, but in the end, felt like I was being treated like I have a disease, undoubtedly because of the utter BULLSHIT he's told everyone. He had the nerve to tell a friend that I've alienated everyone. HUH?? HE alienated them from me! Made sure everyone knew his side of the story. Made me look like some crazed, psychotic, suicidal alcoholic. I was really crushed when this friend told me this because it means he hasn't changed even a little bit. Still the victim. And Me, the villain. So hurt... He won't change. Just wanted me out. I never truly mattered. He just won't own his part. No change.