I was frustrated, because you and I handle long-distance friendships very different ways, but I'd pretty much gotten over it and accepted that we just weren't ever going to be close. It was the phrasing you used in this entry that made it seem like something more than that. It felt like you were bluntly reminding those of us who unfortunately can't be there with you that because we're so far away, we can't be a part of your life. And it fucking hurt. Because I tried and tried and tried to keep up with your life and to be your friend, and you didn't have the time or the interest for that, I'm really not sure which. I'm not mad--I'm just really hurt. I put so much effort into being friends with you because you're an amazing person and you seemed to be worth it, and it's resulted in absolutely nothing.
All I wanted to let you know is that I give up. I quit. I'm not angry, I'm not blaming anyone, it's just fairly obvious that there's no point. So I'm going to crawl off and sulk at the world in general for about five minutes, and then I'm just going to let it go. I'm glad you're so happy, and I hope your life stays this wonderful because it should, but this is the part where I'm done.
All I wanted to let you know is that I give up. I quit. I'm not angry, I'm not blaming anyone, it's just fairly obvious that there's no point. So I'm going to crawl off and sulk at the world in general for about five minutes, and then I'm just going to let it go. I'm glad you're so happy, and I hope your life stays this wonderful because it should, but this is the part where I'm done.
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