Just A Thought

About 8 months ago, I broke up with a friend. It was really one of the hardest things I have ever done. I mean I have broken up with friends before but never one that I had been friends with for over 10 years. This friend and I had a strange relationship and as the years grew longer, we hung out less, had less in common and only called each other when we had nothing else to do. I got use to long stretches of time when I wouldn't hear from this person.

She easily became enamoured of new friends and would hang out with them until they did something to ultimately piss her off or embarrass her in some way that could effect her professionally. She would always call out of the blue, invite me to brunch, complain about the person (rallying me to be on her side, which I usually was). Then it would be a month or two of hanging out, lots of after work drinks, brunches, parties and the phone would suddenly stop ringing (for another six months).

I used to think it was something about me. I would stay up at night wondering. Then I blamed it on my job - when I was a talent booker we hung out all the time, but when I went to work at the Arnell Group the phone stopped ringing, But when I was at Seventeen I was popular and then at Style.com, unnecessary. At ELLEgirl we hung out all the time, but not so much at Marie Claire, then at SPIN we always hung out, but never at Budget Travel.

Last spring I lost my job due to cutbacks, and started doing maternity fill ins. She called out of the blue and invited me to brunch where she asked me to ebay her unwanted clothes so she could revamp her kitchen. It was mainly DVF, Rebecca Taylor, Marc Jacobs, some Mayle. There were literally GARBAGE BAGS of clothes (well over 200 items). I was taken back. This was a huge favor to ask. That said always being a good friend, I agreed to do it. It ultimately was the basis our falling out. After months of me taking photos, answering questions, mailing things (MANY TRIPS to USPS). I never received a thank you. Nothing. She made about $1200 (about 60% of it didn't sell).

After I finished her bidding the calling stopped, I was uninvited to her wedding and I haven't heard from her since. Obviously there is a bit more to the story - but I don't want to elaborate, but for some reason recently its been bothering me. Not the loss of the friendship, but the fact that I did this favor and how she treated me for it.