“Yes, Piglet?”
“Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s hand. “I just wanted to be sure of you.”
It is ok to change one’s priorities, I suppose. Personal experience, bad or good one does that to us. We become jaded by some and what was valuable to us becomes irrelevant. At some point of life it was important to you to have a friend. And now it might not be a case. You feel self-sufficient, satisfied, fulfilled, all on your own. At this point friends can be disposed of as ballast, more frustrating than fulfilling. It did ouch a bit. Perhaps, I’m still too naive in assuming that what I feel for my friends, my friends feel for me. So when I find myself dropped down to the bottom of the list of priorities for no other reason but for changed perspective in general, I asked myself was I truly a friend in the first place? Obviously, even if I used to have any value at all, I am no longer…it’s ok. I have changed too. And while this change does not deceives the love I have for those who matter to me, I’ve learned to stand back and let them go their own way, no matter how wrong this path might look to me. I will re-patch that tiny little crack in my self-image. Despite of your view on relations, distant and otherwise, I am a good friend to those who let me be the one, I know that. And I know it is not about me at all. Yet the slight scuff of rejection left a somewhat sore spot. Nothing skin deep, so it is all right. I just wanted to let it out, so that I can move on and travel light…
Ah, I agree, let it out, and travel light.
Everything changes. Adjustments are always being made.
Sometimes to make room for new, more balanced and healthy things.
Keep your eyes open for the new things!
Hug.
Y.
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