For a while now I have been pondering many questions on friendship. I myself try my best to be the very best friend I can be to anyone. I go beyond my limits for people I consider my friends. I will do whatever I can to help someone I care about. I am no saint and I have many, many faults, but with all of my heart I try to keep the few people close to me at arms reach.
In the past few years I have started to realize that some friendships, even the oldest, closest ones do not last. People find new people that I guess are better at fulfilling “in the moment” pieces of their life, and leave the ones whom are always there behind. The people that they should keep close to them, they push away. They no longer put any effort into the relationship at all and it diminishes down to nothing.
When it comes down to it, really they are being selfish. The people that have been there for them for almost forever it seems, now do not matter to them at all. The family and friends that they for so long were apart of they leave behind, but expect them to be they’re waiting readily to catch them when they fall.
Why is this??? What goes through people’s heads to make them think they can walk all over others in this way??? What makes them think that by doing this they are not crushing them???
It has not been realized by me, that I cannot hold many people close to me. I have my family to think about and I cannot have them be hurt by people that I now call “the Nomads”. They never settle for the people good in their life because they are never considered good enough in their eyes. They wander from person to person, group to group, never really settling and finding peace in what they have right in front of them, then up in a flash crush the hearts of the people around them and move on to the next best thing that comes along.
I now know there are very few people that I consider friends. People that remain consistent in my life and are there for me when I need them in return to my friendship that I give to them.
I wish the world were a happier place where people think of others as well as themselves, instead of only thinking of themselves and no one else.
I wish that the friends we made did not break our hearts and our children’s hearts. I wish that some of those friends were not family because it hurts even more when they have to be in our life even though we just would like to rid ourselves of the hurt.I wish the world had better friends.