I’ve been thinking for a few days and talking to Monica about not riding with .83 anymore. On that note, I have to give her a truckload of credit for being a standup friend and there for me when it may not be easy for her. I’ve stopped to think a few times about who has been willing to talk/listen and who hasn’t, along with what the cost is to them and each time I leave that thought impressed with her.
Recently I went through google reader and removed a couple feeds to sites that were just serving to upset me. Point83 was one of them. I made a post about this a while ago, realtively out of context, that started sort of a shitstorm of emails that gave me the best closure I’m going to get to my past relationship. So it wasn’t all terrible, insofar as I have a couple talk-terminating-cliches to drop now when people ask me what happened.
So I’ve been thinking about the people that trivialize my feelings and those who have been unable to deal with my feelings, how they’ve responded, by saying so, or by running away. I’ve been reevaluating which people in my life are worth my efforts and it’s lead me a bit to remember that I have more decent friends and hobbies than I have time and that I should probably shed a few of them.
Point83 in particular has a few people I don’t want to see right now. So if you don’t see me around, you should be able to find me elsewhere with little effort (the internet is always a good place to start) if you want to.
Down with the gossip-mongers in general!
As much as it tends to suck, one nice side effect of living through an emotionally trying time is re-realizing who your true friends are, or discovering that someone you’d maybe never thought of as “close” really is. It’s also a nice side effect of getttin’ age-ed.