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Here's the situation, my "best friend" now lives out of town. We email and chat on IM on an almost daily basis. She came into town last Monday to see her mom and some other friends and is going back tomorrow. A group of us old guys play baseball every July 4th and have been since high school (33 years). This year she showed up and saw everyone. It was a group situation and she spent most of the time talking with people she hadn't seen for 25 years, quite understandably. So we really didn't get a chance to talk.
Since the 4th, I have seen her exactly ZERO times. We have talked on the phone only so that I could arrange for another group get together for her this afternoon and again I won't be able to just chat and catch up on things. Since she is only in town a few times a year I arranged my schedule so that for the week I was flexible enough to share any time she may have, but apparently she did not even have 5 minutes.
Soooo, first, any advice is appreciated. Second, I wrote the below letter and would like any opinions and or editing anyone here may have to offer. Too repetitive? Used "i" to many times? Should I even give it to her? Could she have really been THAT busy? AM I crazy? Obsessed? Justified?
So, here it is. I have stared at it and wrote and rewrote it many times and thought some fresh sets of eyes may help:
Well, I don’t quite know where to begin. I am in the midst of going through absolutely the toughest time of my life, both personally and professionally, the kind of times where you could really use a good friend. Frankly, I am not sure I will survive. I had been very much looking forward to the relief of being able to spend some quality time and having some fun with you, some respite from the storm. In the past we have shared many trials and tribulations with each other as well as joys and successes.
You have special circumstances that do not allow for normal communication. First, you live out of town and second, you have a very psychotically jealous husband. Therefore we cannot talk on the phone or in person except for the infrequent times you are in town. Email and messaging are difficult means of communication in the first place, and even then I have to pretend to be Kathy and there are subjects which are taboo to discuss at all. So, you see, it is understandable that I was looking forward to a bit of face time or even phone time together, a reason to smile, which comes by rarely for me these days.
You have said that we were extremely lucky to have found each other and that very few people find someone they “click” with so well, and I believed that too. We have used the term “soul buddy” in referring to our friendship and we have even each said that the other had saved our life. Pretty damn heady stuff there, non? I had assumed that these feelings of deep friendship and connection were genuine on both our parts and that it was a special friendship, it sure felt like it to me anyway.
Before you moved out of state, it used to be that on a day trip from XXXXXXX more often than not, you made some time available for me. After you moved, the first few trips home we talked on the phone and in person often. It sure seemed like you looked forward to those times and enjoyed them when they happened. We have always had great fun together be it sharing an antipasto salad, talking, taking a walk or driving around honking at houses and condos (didn’t each of us almost simultaneously say that that night was the best time we had had in a long time?)
But this trip it seems like you have purposely avoided any personal time. I have no idea why your attitude has changed so drastically. All I wanted was to pal around a bit, laugh, have some fun, talk and catch up on things. There are so many things to talk about and catch up on and many of them are not subjects to be talked about on line or in front of others except for your mom or XX.
I know that a few visits ago you thought I was too forward or something and had other aspirations but that is not only by the wayside, it’s by the way, wayside (what the hell is a wayside anyway?) I am talking here merely spending time as friends, strictly platonic. I have always enjoyed our time together, and thought that you did too and I was very much looking forward to more. But I am also sure that you have a good time with pretty much anyone, you have that way about you.
I like spending time with friends and make arrangements to do so and go out of my way for my special friends. More often than you will ever know I have adjusted my schedule so that I could be available for you. The eve of the above mentioned antipasto salad I arranged for some dear old friends to meet you on short notice. When you could not make it I made the choice get that salad and share it with you and make 6 other friends wait for me for an hour and a half so I could spend some quality time with my special friend. That opportunity does not come around often and I did not want to miss it. I am glad I didn’t.
I know that this trip your dance card was fairly full, you wanted to see many people, no doubt a few old bfs among them, and I am glad that you did. But to be able to spend some rarely available time with a “friend for the ages,” one would think that would be something one would make a priority. I can’t believe that out of a whole week you couldn’t make even 30 minutes available, I can only assume it was something you chose not to do. You have said many times that actions speak louder than words. I am therefore left with the conclusion that I have misjudged the closeness of this friendship and that you take it relatively casually.
It’s your life and your choices, you certainly owe me nothing. I’m not demanding, complaining or whining here, it is what it is. It just isn’t what I thought it was.
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