A couple of years ago TLR and I decided we really wanted to go overseas together so we set about planning where we'd go and for how long and what we'd do each day, the sights we'd see...everything! She mentioned it again late last year and I was all excitement thinking I'd finally get the chance to visit the states.
Earlier today I was browsing through facebook (as you do!) and noticed that on Fitness Freak (FF)'s wall was a link to a round-the-world ticket from TLR. I was a little hurt, but figured it could have just been part of a plan to incorporate the USA trip we planned earlier into one big trip. Now, as usual, I am let down. For around the past 10 minutes she's been talking to FF about getting them an appointment with a travel agent and looking up prices online etc etc...FF piped up a minute ago saying "Hey, maybe my boyfriend can come!". TLR replied with "Yeah, I suppose if he wants to join the two of us!"
The two of us.
As in FF and TLR...one...two people.
Not me! Not "Hey maybe Claire will want to come?". No invitation at all.
Bastards. It's things like this that make me kind of happy I'm a crier. The curse of bawling at things like this makes me hope that they might actually SEE the emotion in my face, SEE that it's them that's made me upset and force them to think about someone else's feelings for once.
A somewhat downtrodden and feeling unloved
~Claire~
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