the judge, the jury and the executioner
come to think of it...was i judgemental, or was i dipping my fingers into something i should not meddle with? much as i want to deny it, my basic reaction as a bestfriend ruled over everything else. and i wonder, maybe, just maybe this time i went too far.
with all the comments thrown at me, the most hurtful part was being accused of biting the hands of the one who feeds me. i wouldn't get into details but shouldn't helping mean not counting and expecting anything in return? now i'm thinking why not name your price and i will pay you for all the inconvenience my family has caused you in the past?
its just so easy for you to say what's on your mind, but have you ever thought why all these are happening? somewhere, somehow, someone started the fire and it definitely wasn't me. if you have not been so much as flaunted your infidelity, it would have been a much silent storm than the one you are going through now.
i wouldn't want to add fuel to the fire, so i will let these accusations pass. my dear friend is suffering enough in silence and these are petty things that i can absorb alone. and remember the moment you have said things and accused people of in anger - they are all pointing back at you.