You know, I remember way back... You wrote me a hate letter about how I am a bitch and I have a huge ego. How I won't listen to help. It was rude, demeaning. But I took it. And you know what? I seriously questioned my way of life and my enitre being because of it. So I changed what I thought was worth it. And one part I thought worth changing was my "friendship" with you. I dropped it, I was done. And it stayed that way over the rest of the year until literally the last day of school. Somewhere in there we made up.
So then you text me this summer and tell me you're joing debate. I think about it... I really wasn't happy. But it could be cool, right? Wrong. Because turns out, I am some insane debate protegee. And you freaking hate me for it. You glare at me, yell at me, tell me I am wrong. And okay, whatever, fine. You don't like me. But then you start being a bitch to my section, you yell at them. Then you act like it is my fault that they are not perfect. You argue with me about band and have this "I am better than you, fucking suck it up" attitude with me. And you know what? This leads me to the discovery of something. All this stuff you accuse me of being is exactly what you are. Quit hiding from yourself. Negative aspects happen. What matters is how you fix them.
For once in my life, I am really good at something. I found where I need to be. My whole life I have been characterized as that poor girl who is a social freak. That know-it-al band geek that is never quite good enough to be the best. Just second best, that's all I could have. And it drove me nuts. I think you loved it, watching me struggle while you could be better than me. You feed off of being more important. And now that I have finally found where I belond, you want to take it from me. Well, knock it off, okay? I am a debater and a speaker and I absolutely adore it. And I love the people in it. I win tournaments at other schools, and everyone looks to ME for help. So let me have my moment, let me keep my place. You win in band, and I don't care. I will always be a musician, being the best doesn't matter. Debate is my place to shine. So quit being so pissy at me. I don't know your reasons, your motives. And I don't care about them. Just move on.
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