I ran into an old "friend" today, she is a woman in her 40s whom I havent seen much of in about a year.
As a background, she used to keep her horse at the same place as I kept Bandit. We were both DIY, if she were on holidays, busy, couldnt get out I stepped up and helped and mucked out for her. This worked two ways, and she offered to do him for me twice a week, on the days I worked. I always thanked her for this, and was always very very grateful. She had a huge falling out with a friend, who also kept her horse there, and I did my best to be there for her throughout it.
Anyway, after several months herself and this friend patched things up, I found out I was 6months pregnant, and everything went down the toilet. The day after I found out I was pregnant she called me and said she couldnt help with Bandit as it was too stressful. Bandit is 17, you open the gate and he will turn himself out and let himself in. This was fine - he was my responsibility but I still felt slightly let down that at such a confusing/stressful/changing time in my life she decided to change things. Throughout my pregnancy she did her best to not help me in anyay, and I clearly remember her and a few others sitting on the backs of their cars while I carried in bags of feed. It never occured to them to even offer to help an 8 month pregnant woman. Then 8 weeks after having a section she was there when I went to load a pony that hadnt worked out for my daughter, and she hopped in her car and drove off as I was walking him to the box. I loaded him by myself with a sleeping baby in the car, again I know this was my responsibility but never have I come across somebody who would as much as lift the back ramp of the horsebox. Also, both times I felt let down, but said nothing.
Anyway, things changed, we both moved yards, ect. SHe lives in a town about 5 min away, so when I see her we've always exchanged the pleasantries - asking after horses, family, ect. Such is life, we all change to what suits us best.
Today I ran into her at the gym. She was sitting down chatting to another woman and I was going in for a workout. She looked up at me, to which I gave her a smile and a nod. She quickly turned around in her chair, said something to the other woman who loudly said "ohhh is it?" and looked me up and down. The woman I had been friendly with failed to acknowledge me in any way.
I've come home from the gym quite annoyed and upset and needed to vent. My husband responsed with how did I know they were talking about me... but c'mon it doesnt take a rocket scientist to figure things out.. so I can't vent to him.
I feel very let down after the incident, and I'm sure somebody is going to say or think "buck up and get on with it" but I'm wondering if we ever get out of that school yard mentality of talking about somebody. I wouldnt dream of being so rude to somebody.
So like I said, I'm sorry for being such a moan.. I just thought we were all meant to change after grade 12?