It appears to me that I'm in quite a pickle. Leave a toxic relationship and suffer a broken heart- which ultimately will last an ungodly long time if I know me at all, or stay and pass off that I'm completely and utterly enamored and in love with the most wonderful person alive. Bullshit. The whole thing is bullshit. Why do I have to make the decision to leave or stay just to appease that of the masses that believe it is unhealthy for me to remain with someone who gets on my nerves and under my skin?! It's my business isn't it? Don't get me wrong. I completely appreciate all the well meant, good advice, but at the end of the day isn't it my choice to stay or leave? I know, I know.. You're probably thinking to yourself right now as you read this, that if I don't want anyone to comment I should just keep my personal life to myself- right? Well, for the most part I agree with you all.
On the other hand, what happened to just lending an ear or a shoulder to cry on? Isn't that what being a friend is all about? Of course nobody wants to endure up to two years of crying with a friend over a lost love but isn't it a matter of being there for someone who is in need? I'm not talking about the attention seeking emotional vampires, but the real heart-broken friends that feel they can't wake up to one more sunrise? The friends who's days and nights intertwine with a dark sadness that only another friend might be able to help with? Have we lost the art of being good enough friends? Just the notion is enough to push me to the edge! I've always taken pride in the fact that I have generally been an exceptional friend in my opinion, with perhaps, a couple notable exceptions.. :/
So what's the remedy to my situation with a family who interferes and all but one vacant friend? Am I all alone in going through what to me is the most horrific thing since the Kim Kardashian and Kris Humphrey debacle? For once I'd like to see what's on the other side of insanity..! Philosophically speaking of course.
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