Sunday, July 11, 2010

The Ending of Something; The Beginning of Something


I was going to put this under another "How Not to Kill..." section, but I think it stands out on its own.  That roommate I mentioned is in New York for the weekend, but I was not sure about this until one of my other roommates said that she wanted him to be gone for at least a week.  There was also the added problem of him taking me off his Facebook list (no problem there; I was going to do so anyway).

Was it a friendship?  Not really.  I know, by now, what a friendship involves.  It must involve sacrifice, some flexibility, understanding and sensitivity.  Our relationship failed on all four points.  He wanted others to sacrifice their time and patience for him; he was not flexible on how to deal with a guest he invited to a stranger's party; he never understood when he was taking things to far; and I guess all three complaints cover the issue of just how sensitive he could be.

I know why people say that it is family first, everyone else second.  I envy the people who somehow balance the two.  I am not sure if I can do that.  I go out with a few people, but no one is ever too close.  It is hard for me to do things with others if I feel that I am being nudged - pushed? - into doing something that I just rebel against emotionally.  Yes, I am a loner; I have to be.  I would not have passed my course, written the work I have written, travelled the way I have, if I had been too close to anyone.  A terrible thing to say, but the truth is sometimes unforgiving.

So, I guess I do need to start something else.  A move would be nice; more money would be nicer.  There are no new messages from any of the places that I have contacted, but I cannot give up on the chance of getting my life on a different track. 

Time to move...

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