Friendship: The Art Of Failure

Seems like I'm always the one keeping a distance.

I am a horrible friend.

Yes, it’s true.  When it comes to friendships, I suck.  I am stubborn, temperamental, and have an excruciating time accepting people for who they are if who they are differs from who I expect them to be.  I walk away from people when I no longer feel that they are a part of my life’s story.  It’s not easy to be my friend and I must admit, it is my own damn fault.

When it comes to ending friendships, I am a complete chicken.  I hate confrontation and I just end up disappearing from people’s lives, like a phantom.  I’m sure there are a ton of people out there who wonder where I went or what they did or didn’t do to make me go poof in the night, but I just don’t have the balls to tell them.  When a switch flips in my head that makes me see a person a certain way, it’s impossible for me to flip it back.  Believe me, I’ve tried. Continue reading