I'm very honest when it comes to who I call a friend. I don't use the term lightly and I have very few people in my life who fall into the friend category. I have many acquaintances and buddies, but friends, not so much. I'm okay with that and yesterday was another reminder to me why I am always so careful as to who let into that intimate circle. I found out that a so-called friend has pretty much insulted every facet of my life. My home, my family, my beliefs and me. The home part doesn't bother me so much (a bit because that is what tipped me off that they had been talking about me behind my back since the people who mentioned that aspect of my life to me have never been to my house). But to talk about my family, insult how I raise my kids or discuss different things about my husband that they don't even know about, that's just wrong and enough for the walls to fly back up and for this person to be shut out of my life.
It's pretty unfortunate that people have to be so petty and if I were as petty as they are, I could mention lots of things that I don't agree with about their family but I'm not going to stoop to their level.
This experience has simply reminded me that with friends like that...who needs enemies?