So imagine my surprise when I've actually become the concerned friend. The friend who sees her friend being taken for a ride, being taken advantage of and knows for a fact that she's never going to get what she thinks she wants.
Its quite the pickle.
On one hand, I want to tell her, "Listen, this is totally not what you think... and on top of that, I can totally prove it if we start a) comparing notes or b) start asking some well thought out questions to some of our mutual girlfriends."
On the other, I want to butt out. Her life isn't my business. Even though I'm pretty sure I know the whole story, I'm not 100% for sure. I don't claim to know everything that goes on in the world.
But it doesn't take a genius to figure out whats going on if you take a look at the facts.
It just takes me.
Me who's easy to talk to. Me who's been around the block a couple of times herself. Me who's been taken advantage of. Me... who knows whats going on plain as the nose on your face.
And if you're the douche who this post is about... you better be worried.
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