Yesterday, I had tears.
I had just spent nearly three days with whom I thought was my best girlfriend from junior high. We've know each other for nearly 30 years, and haven't seen each other for the past six years, actually losing contact. What I had hope to be a fabulous visit and a chance to rekindle friendship just completely backfired. It's interesting to see as we mature and have more experience with life, people, friends, etc. how we tend to hold onto the past. I found out that my BF was much as I remembered her, but for me now, I am wiser, smarter, probably less tolerant of one's BS and nonsense, thinking of my good mental health moreso now than having even given an ounce of thought about such a thing several years ago. What upset me so was that I chose to cut our visit short, knowing this woman is no longer a really good friend to me, and I had to say my "goodbye," knowing that she's not right for me as a really good honest trustworthy friend. It was almost akin to going through the realization that someone close to you at one time had just died and I just realized the loss. I was terribly heartbroken because someone who I considered a friend, treated me badly when I was going out of my way to be extra special, nice, and thoughtful, all in the name of friendship. It didn't matter what nice thing I could do, or simply be me and give, give, give, she was incapable of being what I consider a best friend.
BTW, I'm doing much better today... no more tears actually, now look back at it and just kind of laugh it off, wondering what the heck did I ever see in her in the first place?"
FlowerChick