She says hi, hugs me, and acts completely normal.
But she likes to make plans with the others right in front of me.
She'll say to Lacey, "Hey lets go see Despicable Me today! At the dollar theatre! Me, you, and the twins!"
Or, "Hey! Come to my house tonight! We can swim in the hot tub at midnight!"
And I'll just leave.
Because I really don't know what to do about it.
Why am I letting this trivial thing hurt me?
Because it does.
I wish I could go back to my old life, where I actually mattered to someone.
But who cares?
Oh wait. I do.
And then I don't.