I know, I know. I haven’t been posting as much, but I have been sick as hell off and on for the last couple of months. I have also been really battling my depression after a few events that happened, but I am back and here to stay.
Friendships don’t mean much I guess
I’ve been battling with myself about this for weeks now. I’ve been trying to talk myself into there being a logical reason why… but then I found out the truth..
When I was younger, 16 or 17, I dated this guy for over a year. We were friends for years before we even dated and remained good friends after we broke up. He’s been over with me and my ex and hung out. I’ve done photos for him and I even did a free photoshoot for him and his new wife.
He’s been in my life for over 10 years and we remained friends… So I thought, until I didn’t get an invite to their wedding. I kept telling myself that she’s probably uncomfortable with it but then multiple people told me that if she was uncomfortable with me being around him, then she shouldn’t have been okay with me doing their pictures.
I found out from someone who is also going to his wedding, why I wasn’t invited… Apparently certain family members didn’t think it was a good idea to invite me. Yeah, not taking into account that him and I have been friends for a lot of our lives and also not taking into account that I never did anything to any of them for them to dislike me so much.
Moral of the story
I did a photo shoot for my Ex and his new wife for free because I have been friends with him for over 10 years and because I was happy he found his person only to be hurt by not even being invited to his reception. I guess friendship doesn’t really mean shit to anyone anymore.