I am an idiot who finds solace in tracing old friends.
I don’t sit there preparing my research paper on their lives like a silent stalker… I talk to them.
But when I do it apparently I end up fueling their ego.
I have a 3 chances rule. If they don’t reply in first attempt its over there and then. If they sound uninterested I give the benefit of doubt then I try twice more. If I feel unwelcomed and I feel it’s becoming a one sided thing, I quit!
Then there are folks that you never lost touch with but it’s only you who is making an effort.
You feel like a koala that is clinging to the tree when tree is doing nothing for the poor guy.
No matter how considerate and loyal you are, no matter what opportunity cost you bear to stay with them, they never reciprocate.
You end up feeling the moment you will step back you might never hear from them ever.
This is bizarre and tragic.
They don’t realize you are giving them your precious time, you are worried about them when you could be worried about anything else in the world. You are truly giving them a Portion of yourself.
For long lost friends I stick to my 3 chances rule.
But for bottomless pits who do nothing except draining your energy and sanity, I don’t walk away but I go mute!
You have to climb down that tree and look for something that would at least hug you back.
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