Friendships are a funny thing. No, really. I'm sure I'm not telling anyone something new. I think I am suffering the loss of a friendship. The reason I'm only thinking this is because I'm not quite sure it's lost yet. I haven't decided whether or not I want to let it go.
I believed it was a good solid friendship at the time. But now that the shit has hit the fan, I'm asking myself "was it really as solid as I thought?" hmm... And exactly how much time and energy do I want to put back into rebuilding it.
Essentially when I stopped giving, because I was just sapped and needed some recoup time, the friendship seemed to come to an abrupt stop and with much angry emailings. I was surprised. There was no heads up. I really had no idea that some one could be so angry with me. And I'm still not quite sure exactly what I did wrong. Was it because I had my head so far up my ass that I did not realize the anger had been building for the last three months? Am I responsible for reading people's mind?
Ok, this blog has lost it's topic sentence and has now turned into ramblings. The relationship broke down over a sense of personal betrayal concerning, of all things, money.
Sucks, huh?
