sometimes enough is enough

As I have posted before I have had few hobbies over the years that have ever lasted the test of time. But horse riding is one of them, over 18 years I have been riding and I have never claimed to be an expert, I don't even claim to be any good (having never competed) but I do claim to know my stuff.
But over the last few months I have been bullied and pushed around and spoken to like a piece of shit and I am sick of it. I have volunteered and been a client at the same stables for my entire riding life, and I can say that I have been taken advantage of, used and pretty much abused by all members of staff.

I recently injured my knee quite badly to the point of having to take regular morphine to try and put a cap on how painful it is. But even so, I love my job.. or did, so I went to work anyway and performed EVERY task I normally do and only at a slightly slower rate. But when the grandson of the owner turns around and says that I've done fuck all and whinged all day - even though we had been working for over 5 hours at this point, this was the first I had actually seen him all day, let alone spoken to him -, and I am incapable of doing the work and calling me all sort of names (please bare in mind that he is 7 years younger than I and still at school), I lost my rag. Having covered up for him on a number of occasions, helped him out and done a lot of the work meant for him because he takes 2 hours to muck out 4 stables, I was furious because I have never ONCE yelled at him for mucking around and skivving off albeit he does on a regular basis and gets away with it. And in recent months, the girls I normally work with and I have been warned repeatedly about the work not getting done, pretty much because he fucks off and leaves it all to us.

I had it.

I waited till customers had left, because despite what they all seem to think, I am not a complete bitch, and I told the owner I was going home. I had had enough of the shit, I was in serious pain and I wanted my wages. He could find someone else to cover for me and I didn't give a damn.

Not one word from him. Not a GODDAMNED word. 8 years of working for him and he didn't have a damn thing to say. So I never bothered to tell the others I was leaving, screw it, they've never covered my back when I've needed help. They never ask me to go out with them, when I ask them - they miraculously all have plans. So fuck it, Ive tried to be friends, I have done my best and they have all screwed me over. So I'll drop them all in it.

I really can't see the point in friends anymore, I really am struggling to find even the smallest glint of light. I have 1 solid friend who I have known for over 10 years who has always stood by my side and we have never ever had issue. 1 friend.
That's a sad fucking point if there ever was one.

I am going to post this and I can bet my one and only bottom dollar that if I don't broadcast this post on facebook, it wont get read. But there we go, proves my point that I either have shitty friends or people who claim to be friends who aren't or I am indeed a complete and utter bitch but correct in my assumption that pretty much 99% of people aren't worth the effort.