So as I fucking said in the last episode of this Diary bitch, the rest of this episode will be about gossips. And today we have the gossip about when my fucking girlfriend and my fucking friend wanted to KILL my ass in other to be together. So we are going to call the boy James and the fucking princess will be called Emma.
So basically, It all started six years ago when James and I met in kindergarten. We instantly hit it off, becoming the best of fucking friends. We were unstoppable at disturbing and fucking frustrating the monitors with our weird self. We did everything together, from playing on the playground to having sleepovers at each other's houses. We were inseparable.
Fast forward to high school, where we met my girlfriend, Emma. I introduced them and they hit it off as well. The three of us became a tight trio, always hanging out together and having the best of times.
One day, I invited James and Emma over for dinner at my place. Little did I know that this dinner would change everything. As we were enjoying our meal, I suddenly started choking on a piece of food. I could feel myself losing consciousness as I struggled to breathe. Panicked, my parents rushed me to the hospital.
After a series of tests, the doctors informed me that I had been poisoned. I was shocked.
Who would want to harm me? And why?It wasn't long before the truth came out. James and Emma had conspired to poison me so they could be together. I couldn't believe it. My best friend and my girlfriend had betrayed me in the most unthinkable way, just because they liked each other's pussy and dick better.
As I lay in my hospital bed, processing the betrayal, I couldn't help but find humor in the absurdity of the situation. I mean, who poisons their friend just to be with someone else? It sounded like something out of a cheesy fucking opera.
But as the reality of the situation sunk in, I realized that I had lost two people who I thought were my closest confidantes. It hurt, but I knew I had to move on and leave them behind.
As I recovered from the poisoning, I decided to focus on myself and rebuild my life without James and Emma. I joined a support group for people who had been betrayed by their friends and partners, and I found solace in sharing my story with others who had gone through similar experiences.
I also threw myself into new hobbies and interests, rediscovering the joy of being alone and independent. I took up painting, started writing a blog, and even learned how to cook gourmet meals – all things I never would have done if I had still been caught up in the toxic triangle of James and Emma.
Eventually, I found closure and forgiveness in my heart. I realized that holding onto anger and resentment would only weigh me down, and I deserved better than that. I wished James and Emma well in their relationship, but I made a promise to myself to never let anyone mistreat me like that again.
And so, I moved on with my head held high, knowing that I was stronger and wiser for having survived such a bizarre and humorous ordeal. From then on, I vowed to surround myself with positive and genuine people who would lift me up, not bring me down. And that, my friends, is the story of how I found humor and healing in the strangest of circumstances
