Too late, I replied
Thatās fair. Iāve been there.
Youāve taken the (arguably brave) choice to say these things on this forum to us, though, and I would count that as taking a chance despite past experiences. I think thatās a good thing, that although you donāt want to be open with people, youāre not isolating yourself or anything.
Yeah, I donāt mind talking to people about things and trying things but sometimes you just have to move on and let go. Itās not worth it in the end.
iāve never been betrayed. iām the bad friend in most situations, i think. not that iāve ever intentionally betrayed someone, but iām not great at social awareness and very isolationist and too self-centered. Iām working on all those things but iām sure there are plenty of people who will tell you, iām obnoxious : P
So no, no betrayals or fakeness. But not many friends to betray either
Itās alright, we can be ābad friendsā together.
great i promise to only betray you a little.
Lmfao you think?
this much
rude
usually
Really, I find that expecting people to be people really clears up the worst of it. As in, I confide in my husband. Everyone else gets what Iām willing to share, thatās it.
I expect people to be people and I hate it when people try to encourage me to socialise and I have low expectations of friendships working out so I donāt care anymore.
Thatās when I go to wait for trainwrecks.
Yup.
I grew up having friends who would ditch me after I moved, which then became the reason why I distanced myself from trying to make friends.
I donāt understand why people even try to become friends with you only for them to ditch you at the end of the year. Are they that lonely and pathetic? Because seriously, Iād rather take no friends than be backstabbed by someone who literally had no interest in me. And a lot of people will say, āPeople grow up and become different.ā Not after a week, a month, or a year after school ends. People donāt change, and those who do, donāt do it that quickly.
I remember having a guy friend in middle school (eighth grade) who used to talk to me all the time, like he made an effort to come to my desk each morning and say good morning and do the usual greeting, and talk about his girlfriend, his life, etc. We sat next to each other at lunch, he was even on my school bus and weād talk. Then a few months before school ended, I moved. We stayed in touch over Facebook, but he eventually stopped talking to me. And then he did one of those Facebook trends once (like those āto be honestā statuses) and for this one, it was a ācomment on my status and Iāll tell you my first impression of you.ā I did, and he ended up deleting my comment. I thought it was a technical issue at first, so I tried again and he deleted it. He just did all the others that came before and after me. All I can think of was that his first impression of me was so bad and hurtful that he didnāt want to tell me (because teenage me looked horrible all the time), and I felt so betrayed like he wasnāt even that good of a friend, especially since a lot of our conversations were about him. I deleted him after that and never looked back.
So many other people in my life had similar outcomes.
That guy was a jerk.
But at the same time, the reason some people drop out of your life isnāt about you or their like of you.
When I moved, I promised to write my friendsā¦ And I never could do it. I got told off in a letter over it, which hurt because I did care for the girl, but justifiably, she waited for me to write from my new address and I never did. We are now friends on FB but we never talk about it, and we arenāt close.
I didnāt understand my behavior until pretty recently: itās an issue with ADHD: out of sight, out of mind. Itās hard on my husband because most days heās at work, I donāt think about him until itās time for him to come home. So, I donāt think to text him every day. I donāt think to call during lunch hours, so many times I have to make a conscious effort to remember to socialize.
Bad Iād probably lose my mind if someone nagged me about this.
So, sometimes people need to know itās not about someone disliking you, just that some people have an on/off switch that is not your fault, and they take a lot more work to get them to function as a proper friend.
Itās a big reason why I was hesitant to come back on here after a month off of daily responses. Having that switch flipped off makes it hellaciously hard to consciously turn it back on, especially since itās no oneās fault but mine that I behave like this.
So, I will say I genuinely enjoy talking to you all, but I really get why people canāt handle this.
That I can understand. Though, Iāve had many friends who werenāt like this or didnāt seem like it. Like, some of the friends I had in middle school were some of my best friends (or that I considered them as such) and after I moved, we tried to stay in touch. It seemed fine at first because weād call each other and message through social media (I didnāt have a phoneānot until after high school) and weād have long conversations. But after a month or so, those long conversations turned into short ones because we wouldnāt have much else to say. Weekly calls turned into no calls. Long conversations over messages turned into short ones, and even when I tried to put effort into it, theyād give me simple answers like āWhat are you up to?ā and they say, āNothing much.ā When the question was directed at me, I would talk about my day or what was going on or what I was currently doing. Trying to make conversation. But after I wrote anything, theyād say, āThatās cool.ā And end the conversation.
It was exhausting and made me think they began to hate me or something. Like, I understand that some people donāt really text each other all that much or call that much, and Iām similar, too. But trying to make a continuous effort to talk to someone when all they give are half-assed answers, you can tell they arenāt trying and they arenāt interested anymore.
I just finished writing in my story how my main characterās girlfriend just broke up with him and is messing with his supposed good friend. She even tossed the bracelet that my main character gifted her that came from his late grandmother in the trash somewhere.
So, whether it is real life people or fictional people, people in general are strange.