VIP Bartender

 A friend of mine from the UK texted me today after a very long time, I guess she saw my job update on LinkedIn. We met in the UK while doing our Masters and at that time we had a lot in common. We were both majoring in data analytics, she was my age, she had also taken an educational loan. She also helped me out with accommodation as well. I am very grateful for that. Once my course ended and I moved to another city, we pretty much lost contact. Then when during my last months in the UK , she had got a job. I found out the same way she did, LinkedIn. At that point, I had given up my dream of getting a job in the UK , so I didn't feel much about this news. I wasn't feeling happy, jealous or even sad about my situation. I just reacted how everyone would when they congratulated an old friend. As a formality I asked her how she applied and what was the whole process, knowing that I wasn't gonna even apply to any more jobs. At the end I congratulated her, let her give me some advice that I was never going to listen to and I was on my way. Cut back to present day, she messages me not to congratulate me though but to ask why I left the UK. I told her the truth saying that I couldn't hack it, couldn't get a job, couldn't stay at my useless, mind-numbing, self-deprecating bartending job. To my surprise she kept nagging me on why I couldn't get a job and that I could have stayed at my old part-time bartending job. Yes let's delve into how pathetic I am for not getting a job and giving up the stupid bartending. I know, she was being a nagging bitch. I told her that I had gotten a job already here in India (which she knows btw through LinkedIn) I was learning a lot in terms of my career and that this could be a great opportunity and told her that maybe she or anyone else could stay there and do the stupid part-time. My words weren't exactly that but you get the gist. She was like yeah I would have stayed I have a lot of reasons financially. Wow, what a way to rub it in. She was referring to me not being responsible to my own loan. I replied to her in my most trying polite way that I made some hard decisions and that money may come and go but time doesn't so I came back to get a hold of my career. But the thing that I got to learn was that I can't even understand people. You don't have a job, they have something to say. You have one, they have something to say. Maybe I'm not setting up boundaries? Or am I letting them talk to me like that? Does this happen to everyone? Have I ever done this to anyone? Again arises another set of questions where I don't have any fucking answers to.