Thoughts on friendship, aka, I'm not being passive aggressive
krowface, and LJ staple and friend of mine for years is very vocal when his "friends" piss in his cornflakes and over all disappoint him.
In the grand scheme of things I have stopped declaring myself a "good friend". I am lack luster at best. I support when I can and when it suits my needs, or I simply have free time, but it's amazing to me how many people have, in the past, ignored and over looked me. When I do get support it's always from the last place I'd expect. It's heart warming to see support and love come forth but also a little disappointing when it's never where you'd expect.
The upside is while I am consistently disappointed at every turn I still try to be a good person. It's hard. I came to realize that while I am sensitive there's no point in holding on to the pain and disappointment. You gotta' let that shit go.
However, I don't forget. I think that's a very important, valid thing to do. Don't forget. Because frankly inevitably one of those dick bags who wasn't there to support you will cry about their lack of support, and you can comfortably sit back and give them the finger and gloat, quietly, alone, over what comes around (though rumor has it you might be a dick if you do this(I am totally a dick)).
Other than that, sometimes I can not speak enough about how busy I've been lately and how it seems like the internet is against me. I hate the new set up of FB because it's often where I get the news but the poor set up means I miss more than I see. Nine out of ten times when I do get online the internet will crash or Google Chrome won't load because it's HI-larious.
I think what I'm saying is I'm kind of a shit friend, but then again, so is everyone else.
In the grand scheme of things I have stopped declaring myself a "good friend". I am lack luster at best. I support when I can and when it suits my needs, or I simply have free time, but it's amazing to me how many people have, in the past, ignored and over looked me. When I do get support it's always from the last place I'd expect. It's heart warming to see support and love come forth but also a little disappointing when it's never where you'd expect.
The upside is while I am consistently disappointed at every turn I still try to be a good person. It's hard. I came to realize that while I am sensitive there's no point in holding on to the pain and disappointment. You gotta' let that shit go.
However, I don't forget. I think that's a very important, valid thing to do. Don't forget. Because frankly inevitably one of those dick bags who wasn't there to support you will cry about their lack of support, and you can comfortably sit back and give them the finger and gloat, quietly, alone, over what comes around (though rumor has it you might be a dick if you do this(I am totally a dick)).
Other than that, sometimes I can not speak enough about how busy I've been lately and how it seems like the internet is against me. I hate the new set up of FB because it's often where I get the news but the poor set up means I miss more than I see. Nine out of ten times when I do get online the internet will crash or Google Chrome won't load because it's HI-larious.
I think what I'm saying is I'm kind of a shit friend, but then again, so is everyone else.