A friendship has ended, and I know now that I was right to have wondered if she wanted it to end before. It's hard to be the bad guy and tell someone you just don't like them that much anymore. The slipping of interest was obvious, but explainable as a temporary, circumstantial change, not permanent nor fundamental. A series of what should have been minor misunderstandings caused mutual bad feeling, mostly bafflement on my part. My suggestion that we assume mutual lack of malice and just wipe the muddle away and start fresh and lightly was given a mere few weeks trial, and I was told that her feelings had changed. A simple phone call was rejected because she had a hard time hearing me properly the last time we spoke on the phone, the word she used was "harrowing." I could pick at the details, but it wouldn't change the fundamental fact, I was no longer a comfort and joy to her. Nothing else matters, really.
I suspect I'm not much of a friend, not in the long run certainly. I have no real friends now, which grieves me. How I manage to keep a warm and loving marriage going is something of an anomaly. I'm cranky and opinionated and more than a little intense. I don't really tolerate fools or hypocrites with anything like grace. I'm well known for walking away from ties that pinch, i.e. my genetic family. I do make an effort to keep in touch, which seems not to be a virtue. One very old friend cut me off bit by bit, until there was no contact left. We met at a party about a year or so ago, had a lovely, warm conversation, exchanged information (we live two blocks apart) and she never made contact. I figured it was her move, and was unsurprised that she did not make it. On the other hand, I reconnected with a once very close friend after many years apart, and after a visit from her, decided I could not deal with all her excuses for why her life had gone astray, the same ones she'd been using for over a decade at that point. She did not need my pity, and I could not have hidden it long. Friendships falter on such shoals.
So, I am very grateful for all of you who stop by and leave a comment, think kindly of me, send art. (ahem.)
I have D and Moby, I am blessed beyond measure. I shall focus on jokes and amusing stories for the next while. After today. Not today. Today I am just grieving and letting go, and realizing that a dull weight has been lifted. Earning back trust is no easy task, after all. I was willing, trying, but now, well, job over, cancelled, go home. Shrug and get changed, check out.
Engaging case to end the day, which passed the time so well.
14 comments:
Hugs, dear. xoxo
Friendships are hard, very hard.
I have the impression that you see people with a clarity that unveils that which might best be hidden. Gift or curse? You are no easier on yourself. That's fair but hard for lesser mortals to face. There are too few people who truly know who they are. As we mature we either pretend more or less. A "them and us" world.
I'm so sorry for your loss, Z, even though it is, as you suggest, for the best. Hugs from me, too.
(Z). Hard when it happens.
Hugs from me too. Friendships may be hard, but that doesn't make the grief over the loss of one any easier.
I have been stopping by here often, but I haven't left comments because I am so exhausted from a truckload of my own troubles lately.
You have clarity of sight, two good partners at home and an intense job.
friends have to consider that,too.
Losing friends is still hard, as you have given them of yourself, and you feel that your are losing that as well as the friend
So sorry, Zhoen. Hugs from Middle England, too.
I'll echo what others have written and then leave a (o).
Me too (o).
keep on truckin'
and cuddle the cat
x
Oh what a sad post, but so clear and real. I think this whole friendship thing goes through phases much like we do, maybe women more so than men. Up and down and so on. I have stopped by often and enjoyed what I found, would def. invite you over for tea and scones if only for the distance...
What a hard thing. Hugs to you.
Losing a friend can be just as painful as losing a lover. Grief seems appropriate - a time to mourn.
ah, but any sadness is due to the misconception that friendship is 4EVR, and it's not. oh sure, some friends are for life (and most often not the ones you'd have expected) but the majority just pop up for a few years and then gradually fade away.
i've found that as i get older, my standards have gotten higher, or else my bullshit tolerance is slipping, and i find myself surrounded by a far smaller and closer circle than i was in my 20's. i've adopted the organic attitude to friendship - if the conditions are right, it'll grow; if not, nothing to be done about it.
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