In response to a "friend" on deviantart who wrote an entry about her friendships
In response to a "friend" on deviantart who wrote an entry about her friendships; she wrote her definition of different types of friendships and then described who in her life fit those different friendships. I posted it on dA, but decided to post here too. It was kinda similar to an entry I recently wrote on here and decided to make private after about 12 hours or so, but it's less harsh sounding.
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I can understand this entry [the dA friend's entry]. Most of the friends I grew up with, several I have gone to school with from kindergarten through high school, I have regarded highly of, but now I hardly know any of them at all and they certainly don't know me. I feel bad that I start to resent those people because they make new friends and it seems like I've been forgotten, you know? I still get bits and pieces of info on what's going on with them through places like livejournal and myspace, but that bothers me sometimes because I want to actually be apart of what's going on with them.
I'd say I have one best friend, my boyfriend, because he knows me better than anyone else in the whole world. I've known him for the shortest amount of time compared to other friends, and yet we developed the ability to share our innermost thoughts and feelings with each other, which I've never had with anyone else.
I'd say I have one or two close friends. One I haven't seen since last summer but I could never regard her as anything less than a close friend. She was my best friend through all of elementary school, though we didn't develop that intimacy that I share with my (new) best friend. I don't think I could ever be mad at her or resent her for growing apart because she's away at school and I'm proud of her for working so hard to achieve her goals. The other close friend is someone that continues to keep in contact with me, though through internet, so I know she hasn't moved on to friendships with other people and left me behind.
The people I've known for a long time and used to do things with are just friends and hardly that. They're busy with school, work, and their new friends, so I don't know them anymore. When I bump into any of them and get to talk with them, I get mixed feelings about it. I like being able to see them again and hear what's going on in their lives, and yet I'm disgusted that all we have is a quick and polite chat that will last us until the next time we bump into each other.
The only other relationships I have are the acquaintances. I like several people at work, especially one lady who I talk to quite a bit with, and yet I can't really say that they are my friends because the relationship stops when we clock out and go home. The rest have been people I got along well with in classes throughout high school and at SWIC. There were a few that could have developed into friends had we decided to do something outside of school, but I certainly am not the type to try for that (though I probably should, especially after writing this whole entry about losing touch with people).
I guess I should just be thankful that I had friends in the first place who kept me company during what could have been much more lonely times. I also have to be thankful that I do have that one best friend who also turned out to be the potential love of my life (and I only say potential because I can only claim him the "love of my life" after we've been together for like 50 years with kids and grandkids and stuff). And I just have to hope that I can make lasting relationships in the future and, this time, learn that I have to do my part in maintaining and developing those relationships.
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I can understand this entry [the dA friend's entry]. Most of the friends I grew up with, several I have gone to school with from kindergarten through high school, I have regarded highly of, but now I hardly know any of them at all and they certainly don't know me. I feel bad that I start to resent those people because they make new friends and it seems like I've been forgotten, you know? I still get bits and pieces of info on what's going on with them through places like livejournal and myspace, but that bothers me sometimes because I want to actually be apart of what's going on with them.
I'd say I have one best friend, my boyfriend, because he knows me better than anyone else in the whole world. I've known him for the shortest amount of time compared to other friends, and yet we developed the ability to share our innermost thoughts and feelings with each other, which I've never had with anyone else.
I'd say I have one or two close friends. One I haven't seen since last summer but I could never regard her as anything less than a close friend. She was my best friend through all of elementary school, though we didn't develop that intimacy that I share with my (new) best friend. I don't think I could ever be mad at her or resent her for growing apart because she's away at school and I'm proud of her for working so hard to achieve her goals. The other close friend is someone that continues to keep in contact with me, though through internet, so I know she hasn't moved on to friendships with other people and left me behind.
The people I've known for a long time and used to do things with are just friends and hardly that. They're busy with school, work, and their new friends, so I don't know them anymore. When I bump into any of them and get to talk with them, I get mixed feelings about it. I like being able to see them again and hear what's going on in their lives, and yet I'm disgusted that all we have is a quick and polite chat that will last us until the next time we bump into each other.
The only other relationships I have are the acquaintances. I like several people at work, especially one lady who I talk to quite a bit with, and yet I can't really say that they are my friends because the relationship stops when we clock out and go home. The rest have been people I got along well with in classes throughout high school and at SWIC. There were a few that could have developed into friends had we decided to do something outside of school, but I certainly am not the type to try for that (though I probably should, especially after writing this whole entry about losing touch with people).
I guess I should just be thankful that I had friends in the first place who kept me company during what could have been much more lonely times. I also have to be thankful that I do have that one best friend who also turned out to be the potential love of my life (and I only say potential because I can only claim him the "love of my life" after we've been together for like 50 years with kids and grandkids and stuff). And I just have to hope that I can make lasting relationships in the future and, this time, learn that I have to do my part in maintaining and developing those relationships.