The Drama
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Last night, The Drama ensued to wipe away any sort of patience I have built up in my year and a half of sobriety. The Drama is something that exhausts me and makes me very, very irritated and sometimes I say naughty words when faced with The Drama.
You see, I used to LIVE with The Drama everyday. That picture below? That's The Roommate from when I got fired from the church until I moved out on her dramatic ass last Christmas. Thank God for my Gay Boyfriend who saved me from her and let me move in early, because I could not take The Drama anymore.
What is The Drama? Let's see.... It could be when you pout on the couch, waiting for me to ask you what is wrong for the five millionth time, except that whenever I ask you say you're "fine." It could be when you take fifteen ativan because the first one didn't work - not to mention that you didn't wait even ten minutes before taking another one, and another one, and another one. Duh. It could be you went to the bar and ended up sleeping with some slimy stranger (which is a pattern for you, hello?!) and then want to call it date rape since you were so drunk you don't remember. It could be that you just want me to stop living my life because you have a problem and desperately want me to sit and talk with you but oh, you forgot to tell me. And most of all, The Drama is when you try to kill yourself and I find you, face down, unconscious and twitching and then after ICU and crazy hospital, you come back home and act like nothing happened and we're best friends and all that.
So, I feel that my patience with The Drama is about at it's end and when people in recovery want me to get involved in Their Drama, I run. But usually not until I've said something terse and pointed, which earns me the title of hardassbitch from some people at the club. But I tell you people, there's only so much I can take. No more drama. I'm begging you. And if you bring it to me, you'll get the smackdown faster than you have ever experienced. And if that means I have a reputation for hardassedness, then I'll gladly take it. Gladly.
You see, I used to LIVE with The Drama everyday. That picture below? That's The Roommate from when I got fired from the church until I moved out on her dramatic ass last Christmas. Thank God for my Gay Boyfriend who saved me from her and let me move in early, because I could not take The Drama anymore.
What is The Drama? Let's see.... It could be when you pout on the couch, waiting for me to ask you what is wrong for the five millionth time, except that whenever I ask you say you're "fine." It could be when you take fifteen ativan because the first one didn't work - not to mention that you didn't wait even ten minutes before taking another one, and another one, and another one. Duh. It could be you went to the bar and ended up sleeping with some slimy stranger (which is a pattern for you, hello?!) and then want to call it date rape since you were so drunk you don't remember. It could be that you just want me to stop living my life because you have a problem and desperately want me to sit and talk with you but oh, you forgot to tell me. And most of all, The Drama is when you try to kill yourself and I find you, face down, unconscious and twitching and then after ICU and crazy hospital, you come back home and act like nothing happened and we're best friends and all that.
So, I feel that my patience with The Drama is about at it's end and when people in recovery want me to get involved in Their Drama, I run. But usually not until I've said something terse and pointed, which earns me the title of hardassbitch from some people at the club. But I tell you people, there's only so much I can take. No more drama. I'm begging you. And if you bring it to me, you'll get the smackdown faster than you have ever experienced. And if that means I have a reputation for hardassedness, then I'll gladly take it. Gladly.
12 comments:
Avoid The Drama! That kind of drama is toxic and it will eat away at you. And P.S. The Drama needs some serious intervention. For reals.
Three friends all desperately bringing The Drama into my life in many of the ways you just explained.
Takes a long time to really stop caring and realize it's just for attention and move on. But it's worth the extra free time I've had!
I think everyone has their own version of The Drama. Don't let them pull you into it.
Either there's no picture or my computer screen is dirtier than I thought. The peoples who try to bring the drama to me? I beat them with a stick.
*stalking Ben*
Step away from the drama..I'm with you girl. I eventually told my oldest friend goodbye after years of in and out drama. She was a horrible example for my kids and so was my friendship with her and by extension me..I was too.
She was unendingly funny and I'd been friends with her for thirty years. But you know what I haven't really missed her.
You are a a healthy harddass. What's wrong with that?
You've dealt with enough drama for a lifetime. I see no reason why you shouldn't trade Drama out for Hardassbitch. Seems like a fair deal to me.
Don't dwell. Picking a Halloween costume is more important.
Can you teach me to be a hardass like you? I am a Drama magnet. Even my ex-boyfriend's new girlfriends stalk me and drag me into The Drama. And? I've been married for 3.5 years to a guy I dated 3 years before the wedding. That gives some idea of how crazy my ex's gfs really are. So I need me a big dose of hardass lessons to fight them off!
I'm proud of you for keeping away from The Drama. Really, it's better to be a hardassbitch than a doormat, and it's a lot tougher, too.
I used to be The Drama. Maybe not quite to the extent that you describe, but a hell of a lot more than I am now. That was years ago and it took some people I respected being a hardass to wake me the eff up. So you're doing the right thing, even if it doesn't always feel like it in the moment. Love is not enabling, as I'm sure you know only too well.
We stopped in at Sr. Frog's in PVR for a quick cool down (club soda, I swear) and they had cute sayings on the walls and ceiling. One I particularly liked and have adopted:
Save the drama for your Mama!
You don't need that.
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