Monday, April 4, 2011

Crossing Burned Bridges


Ever had a friendship that just wouldn’t work out?  Or you realize that you have just grown so much apart, that no matter how much you miss someone, you just won’t be able to do the same things anymore?

When I was 19, I moved in with my bestfriend.  She and I had been best friends for 4yrs prior, and after graduation she bought her own place.  I moved in, and we lived together until I got married at 22.  It was rough at times, as living with people can be.  We were completely different sizes, so the clothing borrowing was never an issue, but we borrowed shampoo, and other beauty products.  Nothing that ever caused conflicts, just an annoyance at times.

She was the maid of honor in my wedding, we still did so much together.  She and my husband became very good friends also.  I started to get out of the partying thing, which all of my friends were still into.  J would still go hangout with everyone while I worked nights at times, then I would pick him up when I got out.  It never bothered me.  

When the divorce came to be, none of our friends picked sides.  He and I wanted everything to be as amicable as possible.  However, she chose, and she didn’t choose me.  J would go over there all the time, and hang out with the same group of people.  I was shattered.  I thought that no matter what happened, we would always be friends.  I understood being friends with J also, but I never thought I would get completely “dropped”.  I had other friends to lean on, but it wasn’t the same. 
 
Now that J and I are seeing each other again, I finally worked up the courage to go over there, after not hanging out for over 2yrs.  Right away, she wanted to do shots like we used to.  I got a pretty good buzz going, but it was awkward.  Then the drunk talk started.  Apologies, confessions, etc.  I had it.  I had to get out of there.  I had finally healed that part of my life, and even though I don’t hate her, it just won’t ever be the same.  I told J that I am all about occasional hanging out, but we will never be bff’s again.  

Yes, I miss her.  There were lots of times I could have used her support over the past 2 yrs, someone to talk to, someone to cry with.  But I found new friends.  People who are supportive no matter what I d, and I don’t have to worry about being dropped just bc I don’t have a boyfriend or husband.
Has this ever happened to you, ladies?

1 comment:

  1. Ugh, I hate those situations. You have to mourn the loss of a friend...I hate that. I lost one of my childhood friends lately and it's so hard. I feel like a bad person. I can so relate to this.

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