I am a terrible friend

 I was going through my FB when one of my high school friends, Shrekie, chatted me up, saying that she wants plastic surgery done on her and asked if I could recommend any good doctors.

Me: does this have anything to do with your breakup?
S: Yes.

Apparently, she decided that she doesn't like her nose, and it's the only thing she sees hanging from her face everytime she looks in the mirror. She says she's just not happy with her face.
I was like, "you just said that it has something to do with your break-up."

 Something in me just snapped. I told her that she makes stupid decisions when she's depressed or angry. Her ex was a friggin' douchebag who replaced her overnight. She smokes even when she knows that she has a heart condition.When she manages to drop by the Philippines, she ditches me and Tigger just so she could go shopping with Snot, a guy who I always get bad vibes from for some reason.

This is a picture of Shrekie. Does anybody else thinks she's entitled to a fucking nose job????

 I have nothing against plastic surgery. It's just something that one should go through if half of your face is burned off, or if you have some sort of genetic malformation, or if your nose got chopped off by ninjas or something. A nose job will not fix your self-esteem or a broken relationship.

  This is one of those moments that I am tired of baby-ing her and being that sweet, encouraging friend who says that everything's gonna be alright because I feel like I'm talking to a WALL. Starting today, I am going to be that friend who's going to tell her she's an IDIOT for even contemplating a nose job just because of some miserable relationship that failed (which is actually a hidden blessing WTH) and I will be that friend who will need to kick some sense into her if need be, even if I will seem like a total BITCH about it.

 Awkward Turtle