The worst feeling in the world is finding out that the people you thought were your close friends, aren't. It kinda reminds me of the feeling I got when I realize that my family didn't want me and was giving up on me.
To fill you in a bit, HvZ required me to be impartial and rule in favor of who I think is right. When people find out I don't rule in there favor they get mad. Now I fully expected to have a lot of people mad at me but my friends? Nah didn't expect that one. All week long I've been given shit by Nate Wynn and last night me and him finally had it out. I let Basham go and he started yelling and lecturing me along with everyone else. Finally, I snapped.
I began yelling at him just like he yelled at me. Holly stepped in and yelled at both of us. I froze, I knew if I were to continue the argument nothing would of held me back from going after Nate and hitting him. So calmly I took of Nicks bag and gave it back to him and then I turned and left. I sat in the conference room until my meeting an hour later.
Now its the next day and I'm still pissed. I don't want to be mad at anyone but honestly I don't know how to get over it.
Theirs also another part to this story. I guess the hatred for me has spread through all the zombies. They have a group chat that tends to feature my name and pictures of me that people have taken. That doesn't bother me. What bothers me is that my friends sit there and talk shit with them also without backing me up. They don't stick up for me and honestly I'm beginning to wonder if they ever would.
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