Last night we had a little get together up the canyon with some of Adam's siblings. We were discussing our plans for today (the girls going to dinner and Bunco). Ian has a Dr. Appointment in SLC and I told them the soonest I could be there was 6:00. I didn't think I was being unreasonable because we usually don't start Bunco until 6:30 or 7:00. Well, they decided to start at 5:30. I can't even begin to explain how badly that hurt. Immediately the tears started to roll. In fact...they are still flowing. In their defense, their mom wanted to start early (5:00) so she could get home to be to the temple the next morning. I know they were just trying to find common ground but I really felt like I was purposely being excluded. In reality, there was so much building up, leading to this point that made the tears flow. This was merely the trigger. I feel SO alone. To clarify, I know that I am surrounded by loving, caring people that would do anything for me in a heartbeat. What I really, really need? A good friend. One who wants to listen to me. One who wants to be with me. Most of the time I find that my friendships are very one-sided. I generally get more attached to people then they do to me. Ever heard the saying "don't make someone a priority if they only make you an option"? I feel like every one's option. Oh well. Somehow I need to pull it all together to show up at Bunco tonight not totally sobbing. I've been thinking all morning that maybe I should just skip it all together even though I could really, really use a night out.