Friendships can be complicated. When a friendship ends, it is hard to see the other person getting on with their life. It is like a break-up in that sense. It is not as though you don't wish the other person well -- it is just that you also don't want to be reminded of the emotional Pandora's box; and although I love Facebook; it also makes it exponentially worse -- because you can see (through pictures, images, and comments by friends) that this person -- who used to be an important part of your life -- is moving on with theirs.
In the last year I have lost a friendship with someone I thought would be a life-long friend. I don't wish this person ill will, but any means; but I feel fragile and confused when reminders of this person pop back into my life.
Is it a lack of closure that is tripping me up? I am not sure -- but when I take stock of the last year (or even that last couple of years) I am so credibly proud of myself. I have come a long way from the drama that plagued me in my early twenties.
More than anyone, I owe my emotional salvation to Mr. Eric Tengs. He is my rock, my sounding board, and my source of strength. Eric, I am so proud to be your wife and so thankful that you are my partner in life.
I am really trying to embrace a "no bullshit" outlook on life and friendships (thanks to a new friend); and I am incredibly grateful for the people in my life who love me for who I am (faults and all). I love you all -- for the ways you challenge me, support me, and make me laugh.
Hugs, Bex
