Ex friends blog

I've been voyering on my ex friends blog. We parted ways last summer and I couldnt help myself from taking a looksie. She mentions me, saying she didnt want to get "bullied into doing something that wasnt me." it infuriated me for a few days, her feeling that I tried to bully her into reprimanding her child who had once again disrespected the boundaries of my house, this particular time walking in on me while naked. It was the last straw, especially because when I stormed up the stairs to inform her on what her daughter had done, she just stood there. Her daughter was smugly laughing and she just stood there. Watching her get away with it again was not an option. Her daughter tried to make nice with me, I told her I didn't want to talk to her "right now" so she went into another room to pout about it. Immediately my friend is running after her "whats wrong?" hello, im the one who was wronged here but no words of sorry or perhaps an explanation to the nine year old who should know better about respecting my boundaries. So I get a call a week later on how i hurt her feelings for being so mean to her daughter. My friend labeled the incident as a mistake even though we both know it is the main goal of her daughter to get into the basement, the one place I asked be off limits. This is where the bullying came in for I had a need to have my friend explain to her that it was wrong to breach my boundaries. It was always I who stopped her kids from sneaking down. I would see a hand on the doorknob and ask "where are you going?" why is it my job to police them? Why was it so much to ask of her to watch her own bleeping kids??? So my friends feelings were hurt, I got the feeling she was expecting me to apologize to her. If my kid upset my friend, he would be apologizing so I was feeling no remorse of course. Im hoping this lack of any kind of reprimanding of her kids comes to bite her in the ass. The need to run to her daughter's defense and coddle her was a huge turnoff. So we broke up, the woman who called me her best friend realized she would never get the alpha roll although she jockyed for it since day one. I wasnt going to be pushed around by a nine year old either.  If only she didnt try my patience as much as her daughter did, the duo drain was too much to live through, pity as it was obvious we clicked to the point it was eerie.  We couldnt stop communicating with eachother, texting daily like teenagers, planning outings where we would be, um, acting like teenagers.  The fun could have gone on forever but I just couldn't keep my rage under control.  She is what I would call a narcisist raising a narcisist, a replacement narcisist since there are not enough of them in this world already. Surprisingly my dreams matched hers, however our position as mentally starved housewives not uncommen but shared in all its complexities couldnt sustain our friendship. The constant drain of staying patient in just a three hour window proved too much. The absolute relief I felt when she was taking her kids home priceless. After a few days of anger I revisited my ex friend's blog and something new stood out. She wanted more kindness and respect in this world we live in, especially with raising kids in an environment that seems to lack these qualities. Im not sure why her daughter was exempt in showing respect. Its where it starts, teaching it to our kids.