Friend or Foe?

I have always had the worst luck with friends. Sure, I can make them, but it’s keeping them that’s the problem. I mean, I put forth the effort to try and keep in touch when life pulls us in different directions, but at some point I just have to throw up my hands and say enough is enough!

Oh, and facebook friends TOTALLY do not count. Facebook is a stupid invention which, admittedly I use to keep in touch with people, but it’s making it so that NOTHING is private anymore…

Anyways, a case a point towards my friend problems.

Growing up I had a best friend, let’s call her C. I mean, we were friends from when we were potty training because we went to the same babysitter and everything. Granted, we hated each other at first (I suppose I was a bully… I don’t know, I don’t remember) but we became friends after C bit me on the nose. Keep in mind that we were two at this point and both only children so sharing and caring weren’t that high on our priority lists. So fast forward a few years, five give or take, and I’m forced to move across province by my parents. After that, I would visit her, she would sometimes visit me when her parents went on camping vacations in the area, and all was good. Until high school. After that I don’t know what happened. We would message on MSN or e-mail but eventually that happened less and less until it stopped. We met up once since university… no, wait, twice since I ran into her in Bulk Barn, but that’s it. I’ve also since messaged her to see if she wanted to grab coffee and catch up on all the lost years but I never get responses.

This isn’t the first time that this has happened. A lot of them have been because one of us moved on or away and naturally drifted apart – only to still be connected through the evil Facebook – but lately it’s been happening more and more. Honestly, it’s starting to drain me.

I think what really pisses me off is the fact that people can’t take two seconds to text a response. Or return a phone call. Or a, sadly, Facebook message. I mean, is it really that hard?

In those cases I know that I’m not the one to blame. I just wish that all friendships were as easy as mine is with my friend R. We can not talk for a month but we know that everything’s fine. Whereas with almost all my other friendships it makes me feel as though they’re mad at me or something.

I don’t know, maybe I’m being a big baby. But it still hurts. I guess I just want to know why no one seems to care anymore because I’m tired of being the only one who does.