Beware of the Venomous Flower

A lighthearted letter to a crap head. What happened?! I thought we were friends. It seems like everything we had before I supposedly insulted your family was fake. You pretended to like me because you wanted all the attention. You wanted me to do things for you, suck up to you, "collaborate" with you on all these "projects" to further kiss ass to management. Look we're working together and bullshitting about the new programs we can create in the school. We are leaders. We should get promoted. What did I do that was so terrible that you had to go to management and complain. You had to tell them I was so evil, saying you had qualities that I look for in a partner. Only a terrible person says that. And your family, the ones I dissed because I don't understand Dominican culture. So Dominicans are the only ones who care about their family? So Jews don't care about family and they insult others who do, I get it. That makes no sense. What else did I do that was so terrible? You said that I follow you around, I'm always where you are. We'll you encourage it by flowering me with so many compliments. Like all of the compliments you gave me all of the encouragement to follow you around. Setting up regular lunch dates and contacting me about them. Well, suddenly you don't want the attention, when before you couldn't get enough. It just makes no sense. Why am I evil? What did I do? I don't get it? How am I the devil here? I don't understand the way you think, the way you have twisted this situation. It's totally upside down. I should be the one complaining. I lost a close friend, or someone I thought was my friend. It's hard to believe that all of the positive interactions I had before were a lie. You just pretended to like me, and just as easily you can pretend to hate me. You have no reason, there is no reason for all of this anger and hatred and silence and discomfort between us. So just knock it off, quit your complaining and get over yourself. It's not about you for once.