I have agonized over this ridiculous situation for FAR too long. Okay, so here's a short recap. There are these two girls that live on the next block over that I have tried to be friends with for years now. I wrote about it here and then here. I just read those posts, and dude, I'll say it: pretty pathetic.
So when I had Isaac these girls brought me this amazing meal with sides and desserts and homemade dressing - the works. It was wonderful - Michael's favorite of all of the meals brought over. Then one of them gave me this gorgeous crocheted baby blanket that I love, so I started thinking, 'Okay, maybe I overreacted; maybe they really do want to be friends.' (Gosh, the lameness is oozing out of every word.) So I invited them over for a playdate or coffee twice this month only to be totally ignored (and I know they got the emails because they replied).
SO...I get the point! You have plenty of friends and don't have room for one more - whatever (that's a defeated 'whatever', not an angry 'whatever'). Why does it bother me so much? (Even just proofreading this post makes me realize how incredibly nerdy and insecure I am.)
Well, here are my reasons, however gay they might be (is that not pc to say anymore?):
1. I care too much about what other people think of me because I fear they might be right. I've tried working on this, but I talk a better game of it than I play.
2. They are SAHMs that live within walking distance - something every SAHM covets.
3. We have a ton in common and really hit it off when we chat. (This one is the hardest one for me because it baffles me why they don't like me. Why would someone that's like me not like me? Oh, that's frustrating and makes me question myself more than I ought.)
4. Why would they give me a fabulous gift but not want to be my friend? Were they just paying me back for the meal that I gave one of them when she had a baby? Probably. Score settled.
I'm officially done trying to make something happen that's not meant to happen. I defriended them today so that I don't have to be reminded of my insecurities every time they post something on Facebook. (Now I just have to be reminded every time I drive by their houses.)
Okay, so tell me honestly - do other people have thoughts like this or am I just insanely insecure?