The thing about friends, is that I expect them to be friendly. Maybe I expect too much or maybe people just get boring. I mean I might be 47 years old but I still want to play with my friends. Otherwise, whats the point of them? C’mon people loosen up.
I used to have a good friend and I thought we’d be friends for ever. We had a lot of fun but then, oh I don’t know, I don’t want to slag her because I loved her for years, so lets just say that didn’t pan out. (mainly because she turned out to be a selfish liar).
I’ve never been one of those people who have bazillions of friends and in fact when I ponder my funeral I do believe we will only need to book a very small venue. But I like it that way because I don’t connect with a lot of people.
So I like my few friends but I’m sick of being the one who always arranges for us to do things. A lot of the time they’re all busy doing whatever it is busy people do but you know I’m busy as well and you should never be too busy to catch up with your friends because ONE DAY THEY’LL GET SICK OF BEING THE ONE WHO ALWAYS HAS TO ORGANISE GETTING TOGETHER EVENTS AND WON’T BOTHER ANYMORE. And then you’ll never see them again and maybe you’ll be sorry about that one day.
Example 1. Since I moved I’ve sent numerous texts, emails and phone calls to a good friend I left behind saying to come and stay, have a girls weekend with another friend of ours who lives near me, and she has put me off with tales of the busy monster until now I can’t be bothered anymore, I’m sick of asking. I mean there comes a point when you feel like you’re a sad old bitch begging for attention.
Friendship people, it’s a 50/50 commitment – or it should be anyway. But I don’t think it often is. So all I can say is thank god that I like my husband and my family and myself because when it comes down to it they’re the ones I really want to spend time with,