This is a friend?
So this dude, a fellow military veteran I met at a VA hospital was lost, totally fucked up, and homeless. What do I do? I guided him to get rental assistance. I spoke to my landlord and got him an apartment in the building where I live. I showed him where to eat when he had no money. I showed him where to get decent clothing at little or no cost. Where to get his hair cut for free. I guided him into a veteran's drug treatment program, the same program that saved my life. I listened to his problems when I had the weight of my own problems on my mind. I was a friend to this dude. As a fellow vet, I felt obligated to do this. You fellow vets out there reading this know what I mean. So I was a few days late in paying the ten bucks I owed him on a android phone that I bought from him. Now he doesn't want to talk to me. At first I thought, he'll get over it and realize all the things I've done for him over the past year. Then I thought, fuck it. And fuck him. Who needs this ingrate! I was a friend to someone who really needed one. And no good deed goes unpunished. Is it normal to think this way? He is clean and sober. Has plenty of food. A decent place of his own to live. How bad could he have needed that ten bucks?