A friend that stepped over the line.

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Well, looks like the the one thing that I tried to avoid has now came true. I lost a best friend. Not just any best friend,mind you, but a friend that worshiped the ground I walked on. The type of friend that celebrated every time I accomplished something, or had great news, or even if I just had a good day. At first, I considered this fairly odd, but since no harm ever came by this, I let him be....until today. Apparently my buddy has went through a transformation into which I became his punching bag. He's been going through a lot of stress lately, but I for one,will not have another human being do what he attempted to do. That deed is called coersion. Somehow, since I decided that his pay rate was unjust, I told him that future jobs with him will have an estimate first. Since then, he's had the internet turned of, the electricity turned off, the water turned off, and then came in on my house he rented me and threw things around. The big dummy cut his hand throwing metal attempting to punch the furnace. Serves him right. Worse part was, I never saw this coming. I never knew he would threaten me like that either. Hate to lose this friend,but the damage has been done, and this is one of those days where things and feelings jut don't go back to the norm. All has changed