A friend just took another friend to a restaurant that I go to, and which I had originally taken her too. I’m not sure whether she’s been several times without me, but this time she told me.
Totally irrationally I felt cross - that’s my restaurant. How can you go without me? And yet she told me because she was pleased to be going, and she was thinking of me.
I know all this, but I’m still irritated. Knowing doesn’t mean it’s easy to do something about it. I like to think that if I know, maybe I will eventually be able to change it!
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