Bletch.

[batskeets]

So I was just sitting here realizing that there are a few people that aren't really in my life anymore, and they seemed like pretty cool people in their day. Some might have been downright valuable to know, had I had the chance to really know them, and others *were* valuable to know, because I DID get the chance to know them. And I feel a lot of regret when I notice that half of them don't even acknowledge my existence anymore unless they absolutely must. It makes me feel like I could have done something better, or done something differently, that might have changed things.

And then, with many of these people, I inevitably think: "But wait-- *S/HE'S* the one who blew *ME* off!"

And all that does is make me angry.

I feel that any good friend will let you know when something is on their mind, because friends should trust each other. And that friend will at least make the attempt to listen to you when something is on YOUR mind, even when it may seem inconvenient or difficult to do.

Any person that truly cares about you will be brave enough to face you, and confront you when you are causing them pain, because it is unfair to condemn someone for a prior action without knowing the true intentions behind it. You deserve to know how you affect other people, especially since you may not always be conscious of it.

And any person worth knowing will treat you with a basic level of respect, and will not condemn you just because you don't match up with their expectations, or cast aspersions about you just because they want to see something bad in you that doesn't truly exist.

Anybody who deserves your respect will not insult your dignity and integrity without any real basis of evaluation beyond what one or two biased individuals might have told them.

...

And, after thinking about all that, I feel absolved of guilt regarding anything that might have transpired between me and this small handful of people... but I'm not sure I like that feeling any better.

</depressing rant>

Comments

[rdorothy.livejournal.com]

Speaking from experience as the person who supposedly ditched people in my day, it's never meant to be personal. It's just a matter of "Gee, while we had X and Y and Z in common in 19-dickety-four, we only have A in common now..." Like my friend Andrea. She was all "Your new friends are cooler than meeeee..." and it wasn't that, it was just that at that point, I had more in common with them than her. Different values, different interests. People change. I changed, she changed. I don't get to talk to my bitches online anywhere nearly as much as I'd like to cos I have the working and the boyfriend now. I dunno. Then, people can also just be inconsiderate fucks who offer no explanation.

Wow, I'm dizzy...