Hey guys, Sorry it's long but please read...
Man, I haven't had a good rant in forever... But this is more of a frustrated cry anyway...
Have any of you ever been in a situation where you were given an option of two things and took one, after thinking it out and making a good decision, just to find out one second too late that it was the wrong one? This is in all innocence. I'm not talking about deciding to do drugs because you were stupid enough to think it was a good idea. I'm talking about typically honest things that make you feel like a fucking loser.
For example (and the reason for this post):
I am on my high school cross country team and our coaches decided that is would be good bonding for the team to spend today at the lake. Lots of people thought it wouldn't be that fun and decided they weren't going, including my closest friends. Therefore, I highly considered not going.
Meantime my family is building a new house and my dad needs a lot of help. My dad goes to the house between 3:30-4:00, so I thought, "ok, even if I did go to the lake, I doubt I'll make it back in time to go with him." But last night my mind was completely made up when I found out my dad was sick with a very bad cold. Usually he works right through them, but this one is bad enough he decided he may stay home. Being a good daughter I decided to stay home, clean house, and take care of him... Good choice right? Not...
This morning I went to our early practice (usually daily doubles, but the later practice was canceled for the trip), and I found out that everything that could change did (in order of how it happened):
-one friend's mom said we could use their cabin, boat, tramp, toys, etc.
-same friend's mom was making a delicious breakfast and lunch
-pretty much the whole team decided to go, including one best friend, who also was taking his boat.
-other people said they'd bring food, boats, toys, tubes, etc.
-a bunch of people had to work so a few cars were coming back between 2:30 and 3:00 (NOW I WAS A LITTLE FRUSTRATED)
-My BFF decided she'd go and she never goes to anything. (NOW I'M KINDA MAD)
And then the worst
:
-I called my dad to see how he was doing and he said that he decided to crawl out of bed and go to work. (therefore I didn't need to take care of him, and I WOULD have been back in time to go with him to the new house)
-I had no extra clothes, swimsuit, towel... nothin... and no way of getting them.
-And lastly, they loaded up the cars and left in a hurry. My spot was given to someone else before I could blink. There was NO room left even if I was going.
-Maybe we could have found room, but that's if they wouldn't have sped off. Plus, I had nothing. Even if I had gone, what would I have done? Just sat there...
They left me there alone, in the damn parking lot, hurt and feeling like the biggest fucking loser in the world. Now they're all off having a load of fun and I'm sitting here alone. I never cry, but I want to. Summer is almost over, and this was the perfect chance to do something. There was nothing I could do. I sware God hates me...
Anyone else ever felt this way? Please share. Sorry again, it's long... READY, SET, RANT!
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