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I just can't leave well alone, can I?
I sent an e-mail toswampy saying that if I didn't hear from him in 30 days, I would cease contact. 30 days passed, and so I wrote one last e-mail as closure.
I shouldn't have been surprised to receive an e-mail this morning apologising that he had been hoping I'd just fade away, and that we were not friends because there had been times when we had both been "uncomfortable".
I felt so hurt; so angry. But I didn't have to poke the dog with the stick did I? I could have just done nothing, couldn't I?
That's the problem. I'd thought, once again, that there was a friendship there. Stupidly I had obviously missed the blatent clues that we were not friends. Like the fact that he didn't have to come round for coffee. He didn't have to come round and cry on my shoulder when he was feeling down. He didn't have to hug me.
So, how many friends do I really have? How many people just put up with me? And in the long run, I guess I'll only find out when it's too late.
I have a horrible feeling I form what I know as "friendships" too easily. I'm probably too open with people too soon; too trusting. And that's probably the way I will always be.
Won't I?
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I shouldn't have been surprised to receive an e-mail this morning apologising that he had been hoping I'd just fade away, and that we were not friends because there had been times when we had both been "uncomfortable".
I felt so hurt; so angry. But I didn't have to poke the dog with the stick did I? I could have just done nothing, couldn't I?
That's the problem. I'd thought, once again, that there was a friendship there. Stupidly I had obviously missed the blatent clues that we were not friends. Like the fact that he didn't have to come round for coffee. He didn't have to come round and cry on my shoulder when he was feeling down. He didn't have to hug me.
So, how many friends do I really have? How many people just put up with me? And in the long run, I guess I'll only find out when it's too late.
I have a horrible feeling I form what I know as "friendships" too easily. I'm probably too open with people too soon; too trusting. And that's probably the way I will always be.
Won't I?
