caring.

Apr 12, 2012 00:09

My friend asked me why I care so much about things regarding friends.
It's not an odd question, I've been asked it a lot, seeing as it stresses me out on the side sometimes. 
I don't really know why, necessarily. I know my parent's lack of keeping in touch with their old friends had an effect, and the reasoning was just stupid...well, you know, it happens...uh what? Keeping in touch works both ways.
On top of that, I've been single most of my life, so my friends are the important people in my life, and when my family fell apart, they became even more important. They were always there for me, and in a way, their happiness was my happiness, and one I could share in, as I didn't have that 'special person' to share in it or set time aside for, so it was them.
I've lost friends over the years, been stabbed in the back, and treated poorly, etc, but I still care. It's just how I am. They are part of the stability in my life when things are changing, and the least I can do is care about them.
I care about when one is acting poorly, because I know, of the times I've been treated poorly, it would've been nice to have someone say to them, asides from me, "Hey, you're being a real jerk." Because sometimes another opinion, or mentioning it at all can make a difference. So the least I can do is say something on their behalf. 
Of course, this comes with expectations and disappointments, but if you expect nothing, you get nothing. If you stop caring, it's when friendships weaken (not that sometimes they shouldn't weaken (sometimes nothing more can be done)). 
They're some of the most important people in my life, and you should care about those people, shouldn't you? At least if you expect it to make it through years, changes, and forever more.

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