A very freaky thing happened to me while we were in NC. One day my girlfriend, Sharon, (from high school) called me. This is not unusual. She is very faithful in reaching out to me at least yearly. Truthfully I owed her a callback, so I appreciate that she doesn’t hold that against me. I texted a message that I was with Pete’s family and would call her when I got a chance.

The following day another old friend, Shelly, (Michele) also from high school called. I haven’t spoken to her in 9 years. I didn’t answer. This is a more complicated friendship. I had to set boundaries with her. She is exhausting to speak to. She’s always the victim. Even her therapist, (whom I recommended), couldn’t help her. She refuses to change her behavior, and thrives on drama. This therapist is honest, if you want your life to change, you need to do something, anything, which she refused to do. The last time we talked was the first time Trump was running for president. She was believing conspiracy theories and that was it for me.

So, the very next day a former best friend, Cheryl, (also from high school) called, again I didn’t answer. She left a message that she loved me and missed me and hopes I’m doing well. Now I cut my friendship with her 20 years ago. She had hurt me the year I was getting married. After this I looked back at our friendship and realized that all those years I was the one always giving and supporting her. It was never reciprocated. At that point I had had enough. I cut her out. Today I think it’s called ghosting. Truthfully I don’t miss her so I will not call her back.

The freakiness of all these calls is obvious. Why now? Am I going to die? I thought of this all the way up to NY, (we’re here for a wedding). I called Jen, telling her about these calls. She too, thinks it’s freaky. I told her Ellie goes to Bryan if anything happens to me. She vehemently said nothing will happen to me.

At first I thought maybe our 50th high school reunion next year was why they all called me. Sharon didn’t know about it and hasn’t talked to Shelly in a long time. Cheryl didn’t graduate, so she wouldn’t know. Also her and Shelly aren’t friends. So back to the freakiness or coincidence? I don’t think it’s coincidence.

Anyway, I feel guilty and horrible that I’m a bad person because I still carry these hurts around. I did call Sharon, who reassured me that I have my reasons and I don’t think of them often so I’m not carrying them around. She knows Shelly as good as I do and has a hard time with her. She doesn’t know Cheryl.

At this point Sharon is my longtime high school friend.