Amicitia
If a man does not make new acquaintances as he advances through life, he will soon find himself alone. A man should keep his friendships in constant repair.
~Samuel Johnson
I've been down lately, due to a number of things. Same old job, same old weight issues...depress eat and gain more weight, eat cause I've gained more weight et al. One of the prominent things dragging on me has been friendship. Or the lack thereof. Somehow the thought has wormed it's way into my mind (I may be shooting myself in the foot by admitting this) that no one wants to spend time with me. In a way, I've been using everyone else as a scapegoat for my lack of social life.
It's not their fault. It's mine. I don't call, I break plans, I never have time for anyone else. In short, I've been a shitty fecking friend.
There isn’t much better in this life than finding a way to spend a few hours in conversation with people you respect and love. You have to carve this time out of your life because you aren’t really living without it.
~Real Live Preacher, RealLivePreacher.com Weblog, August 27, 2003
This, my former-hopefully-soon-to-be-friends-again-friends, is at an end. I do care! I do miss you all, and terribly!
I blamed my past relationship for not having any friends anymore, and yeah, that played a minor part. No details are needed. No more blaming!
What is friendship without friends? Always have I thought myself a good friend and an extremely friendly person. No not in the way you are thinking, you damn perv. (There was a time... it was a Tuesday...) I have sucked at life lately, to be blatant. Not all aspects, mostly the friend one.
Being friendless taught me how to be a friend. Funny how that works.
~Colleen Wainwright, Communicatrix, 11-09-07
This epiphany so to speak, has spawned from the question: what is friendship? What are friends? What is normal? What is home? What are cows?
Friendship is being able to call someone crying for any reason at all. Friendship is making plans and sticking to them. (And forgiving them when they call to cancel cause something comes up. Provided they call, that's part of friendship too.) Friendship is sharing inside jokes, giggling at random things even when the friend isn't there. (Like making indian noises when you have to pee. Or Ralph the Travel Buddy. Or pirating. Or the Dog and Everything. Or being a leprechaun. Or being a foreigner and and American. You get the idea.)
I'm digitally standing here, asking for your forgiveness. I've been a bad friend, and I'm sorry. I'm asking that you take me back into your lives, lives I miss being a part of. If we were close back in the day and are no longer, let's fix that! If we have danced on the edge of being close, but never really got there, let's get to it.
I am sorry...I miss you. Let's ride bikes.
(For those of you who have stuck with me...thank you. You have no idea how much I appreciate your patience and humor...THANK YOU.)
~Samuel Johnson
I've been down lately, due to a number of things. Same old job, same old weight issues...depress eat and gain more weight, eat cause I've gained more weight et al. One of the prominent things dragging on me has been friendship. Or the lack thereof. Somehow the thought has wormed it's way into my mind (I may be shooting myself in the foot by admitting this) that no one wants to spend time with me. In a way, I've been using everyone else as a scapegoat for my lack of social life.
It's not their fault. It's mine. I don't call, I break plans, I never have time for anyone else. In short, I've been a shitty fecking friend.
There isn’t much better in this life than finding a way to spend a few hours in conversation with people you respect and love. You have to carve this time out of your life because you aren’t really living without it.
~Real Live Preacher, RealLivePreacher.com Weblog, August 27, 2003
This, my former-hopefully-soon-to-be-friends-again-friends, is at an end. I do care! I do miss you all, and terribly!
I blamed my past relationship for not having any friends anymore, and yeah, that played a minor part. No details are needed. No more blaming!
What is friendship without friends? Always have I thought myself a good friend and an extremely friendly person. No not in the way you are thinking, you damn perv. (There was a time... it was a Tuesday...) I have sucked at life lately, to be blatant. Not all aspects, mostly the friend one.
Being friendless taught me how to be a friend. Funny how that works.
~Colleen Wainwright, Communicatrix, 11-09-07
This epiphany so to speak, has spawned from the question: what is friendship? What are friends? What is normal? What is home? What are cows?
Friendship is being able to call someone crying for any reason at all. Friendship is making plans and sticking to them. (And forgiving them when they call to cancel cause something comes up. Provided they call, that's part of friendship too.) Friendship is sharing inside jokes, giggling at random things even when the friend isn't there. (Like making indian noises when you have to pee. Or Ralph the Travel Buddy. Or pirating. Or the Dog and Everything. Or being a leprechaun. Or being a foreigner and and American. You get the idea.)
I'm digitally standing here, asking for your forgiveness. I've been a bad friend, and I'm sorry. I'm asking that you take me back into your lives, lives I miss being a part of. If we were close back in the day and are no longer, let's fix that! If we have danced on the edge of being close, but never really got there, let's get to it.
I am sorry...I miss you. Let's ride bikes.
(For those of you who have stuck with me...thank you. You have no idea how much I appreciate your patience and humor...THANK YOU.)