I’ve been thinking about friendship lately. Specifically the types of people who make good friends, and those that don’t that we keep around anyway.
We all have that one friend. The one that we may not see for years at a time, but the bond is so great that we are able to pick up where we left off as if no time has passed. They are the people we can always call in the middle of the night during an emotional crisis to listen to us cry. They are our partners in crime (I’m not admitting anything, you have no proof), our best friends, our family. Without them, we wouldn’t even know what real friendship is.
Then there are the “others”. They are the toxic, selfish, self-absorbed people who throw around the word friendship only when it is convenient for them. They are the ones with the “out of sight, out of mind” mentality. They only call us when they need something, because we’re the only ones who haven’t given up on them yet.
Why haven’t we given up yet? It must be more than just the longevity of the relationship. Perhaps it’s loyalty for the one time out of a thousand that this person was there for you. Maybe we are hoping that this person will surprise us one day, and actually call just to say “Hi”. They probably won’t, because there is just no changing a person, nor should there be. Either we accept this person for who she is, flaws and all, or we should move on.
Is there any point in fighting for a friendship that doesn’t really exist? Can it even be called a friendship if it’s completely one-sided? I’m coming to the realization that it may not be worth my time anymore. There are only so many times I can try to explain this concept to someone before it becomes a repetitive exercise in futility. It might just be time to say goodbye.