Yesterday, I got an email letting me know that an old friend from high school had messaged me on Linkedin.
"Linkedin?" I thought to myself. "I haven't done anything over there in literal ages."
But, since I hadn't talked with said friend for just about twenty years (which is admittedly not as long as we've been out of high school -- there was a disagreement about the amazingness of Ayn Rand, if I recall, that was the final straw of our friendship. He was pro. I was not. I still am not.), curiosity won out and I dredged up my login credentials to check it out.
We've had a few little back-and-forth comments now.
I have numerous thoughts, but really, they can be summarized by the flitting thought that occurred when I scrolled to my "kindred spirits" category for this post: I don't use that often. Or for long.
And really, what more needs to be said?
The friends we considered family who tac nuked our friendship over adoption really did a number on me. And I just...no longer see the point, really, in trying when it comes to friendship. Because it'll be fine for a while and then, ultimately, it'll be my fault when things go tits up. (Because everyone always agrees that it's only my fault despite that old thing about needing two to tango. That is only not true when I'm involved, I guess.)
And ...I just don't have the energy for the inevitable end.
So why start?
If he keeps replying, then I will as well, but I'll admit I don't have high hopes. When it comes to friendship, there are no mobile rubber tree plants in my world.
I am relieved that you were not on the pro-Ayn Rand side of that argument. ; )
ReplyDeleteHa.
ReplyDeleteI did read Atlas Shrugged at his insistence, and we had a good long conversation about it. But...just no.