Clareified

It’s over, including a few last nasty parting shots of acrimony. While I am, usually, one for strict adherence to Ken’s ‘Hello Kitty’ locked diary approach when dealing with personal feelings, that post had been brewing for six or seven months. Angst will out. Thanks for all the kind comments and nice emails — one reader forwarded this to me, which made me laugh out loud.

Friendships are such a funny thing. You meet someone, and when you’re young you just go with the flow, if they stick around - great, if not - that’s fine too. Drifting away is normal, losing touch is commonplace. As you get older, though, those nagging thoughts (voices) in your head become louder and more prominent. The drifting doesn’t seem so normal, so immediately I think it has to be something I did. These scenarios play out in any number of ways.

1. I think it’s something I did, or said. I haven’t heard from her in months, and calls go unreturned.

2. There’s a strange pause in the conversation, and then a quick subject change, and then the gaps between conversations grow longer and longer, until they stop.

3. A number of days pass where there’s no connection at all, then you talk but it’s rapid fire, and the fakeness is so thick you can hardly wait to get off the phone and replay the last several months in your head.

4. She stopped reading my blog.

Gasp! WHAT? She stopped reading my blog?! Of all of the sins of friendship, isn’t that one like, the most important?

HAHAHAHAHHAAHA.

Anyway, sorry to the rest of you that have had friendships go South, but there are always the memories of better times and of course, all the great new friendships to come. Nature, after all, abhors a vacuum.

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