I was thinking about the energy and time I expended last year at this time trying to become friends with someone who lived far from here. Things seemed to be going ok and then...nada. Almost overnight.
She was having a rough time and I was trying to be both supportive and helpful. When some time had passed and I felt it was viable for me to open up myself and talk about my issues in life, it became apparent she was in such a different mindset she couldn't understand...our priorities in life and goals were far too different.
I think what bothered me was her attitude that my feelings, because they were not similar to hers, were somehow not justified. Her feeling that way, despite my attempts to understand her situation and feelings as well as reach out to help her, really caused the whole thing to end. It sucks because I had convinced myself it could have been something decent for both of us.
Sometimes I think that is a repetitive theme for me. I am not sure why. No phone calls ever happened after that day...even though I was the one doing all the calling. Maybe it was for the better.
Oh well, happy easter or whatever. lamb's blood blah blah creeping death blah blah.