there comes a point in life, i think, where we have to say "alright, thats enough". often times, we get so caught up with our emotions, our guilt, our egoes--so much so that we fail to see the larger picture. talking to claud and jevon today (over coffee and cake, like thats something new), it dawned upon me that friendships are one thing, being emotionally ripped-off is another. what i mean to say is, there exists people, friends, who never fail to paint you a rainbow on your cloudiest day, and then there are some who send you running to the nearest box of tissues (toilet roll, in my case). you try your hardest to fulfill your friendship duties--the consoling, the cajoling, the come-on-nows, and you do it unconditionally, the thought of reciprocity never once crossing your mind, but at the end of it, you find yourself having emotionally overspent yourself. you find yourself upset, when the said situation has nothing to do with you to begin with. you find yourself questioning the things you say, and worse still, questioning your abilities as a friend, all the while consciously aware that whatever advice you dispense would fall on deaf ears anyway. sometimes, i think the greatest measure of a person is the way they treat their friends. what sort of person am i then, when i find myself avoiding a close friend for fear of the unavoidable emotional backlash? sometimes, i wish life could be a little easier for all of us. i wish hearts didnt have to be broken and feelings didnt have to be trampled on. but the truth of the matter is, we live and we learn and we can only hope to emerge a better person at the end of all the emotional brouhaha. naturally, it is easier said than done, but for you my friend, i wish that, and more--happiness and fulfillment in life perhaps, and the awareness that life does not revolve around that one person. the world is still spinning, and i am still here.
