Not So Good

I used to be in a band with some so-called friends, but since recently, I’ve pretty much been chucked. We were splitting anyway because one of the members decided he was randomly going to join another band, but as soon as he left, they turned to me and said “Well, there’s no use for you anymore either.”. I can’t actually understand what I’ve done wrong, but I realise now it was a big mistake to even try and join the band.

You see, I was friends with the lead guitarist ever since nursery and we were best friends at one point before we left for school. There was another guitarist who I used to be friends with at nursery and the band brought us back together after 10 years of not seeing each other. And then the other 2 were my two old friend’s friends, if that makes sense. I didn’t know them until I joined, but I thought they’d give me a chance. And to their credit, they did. Ish.

Anyway, it’s been about a month and a half since I joined. I was band manager and lyrics writer. I found out that their band name was taken, but made arrangements with the band already with the name to pass it on to us and they kindly agreed. After that happened, I thought I’d be kind of accepted by the other band members as they called me ‘f-ing amazing’ and stuff along those lines. But it seems I was mistaken.

I guess my intrusion, as that’s what I feel they deemed it to be, stepped on their ego. Which is a harsh comment, yes, but I really think that they should get some manners. I can’t tell you exactly what the drummer said, but he’s not a nice guy at all. And the others, which shocked me the most, backed him up and added on to his comments. I was sort of hurt that I had been so nice to them and they could be so rude back, but there is nothing much I can do, really.

Now the only member left is my old friend, who was always kind to me. We played imaginary games when we were young. He was like a real imaginary best friend a long time ago. Which sounds sad, but it was quite sweet. It would hurt me so much to see him turn his back on me or say something rude. He’s a good guy, I believe that. But at the moment, I haven’t heard from him in a week. I rung him and he said he’d ring back, but he never did. He was supposed to come over yesterday, but he left the house on his bike before his mum could ask him. So I have no clue whether he hates me too or not. And it makes me a little bit sad. But all I can say is…

C’est la vie.