I was at a baby group today where the worst thing ever happened.
It has me second guessing myself, worrying about what I did.
Maybe it’s just my hormones. It probably is, but today I got left out.
It’s worse than it sounds because I’ve often found myself at a group with none of my usual friends there, but my friends were there.
It’s also worse, because, remember my reasoning out of cliques? I wasn’t in the mood to talk to strangers (even though I did); I’ve had a bad week and wanted to talk to a friend.
But my friends clearly didn’t want to talk to me. Or that’s how it seemed to me. Further insult to my injury, it wasn’t even just a mummy friend, it’s someone who is my friend. She probably didn’t mean it. She probably didn’t even notice. I’ve probably done it to her.
That doesn’t change the fact though, I needed a friend and I didn’t get one.