My oldest friend, the one who moved to California more than three years ago, has been so unhappy so long. She didn't think this move out well, she acted out of desperation, and so much has gone wrong. She's had health problems (big and small), employment problems (being canned three times in less than four years), kid problems (all big), money problems (ditto).
The cousin she moved out there to be near simply refuses to be of much help.
I realize how awful this has been for her. I've visited her twice and am going out again this autumn, even though Los Angeles is not my favorite place on the planet. But I'm not enough. I'm 2000 miles away and in another time zone. She needs a support system out there.Instead of listening to my advice and joining Meet Up, she signed up for Christian Mingle. You know, the site that promises to help you find a "God-based relationship." "God's Match for You." Late last year, she began dating a very nice man we'll call Kev. He's age appropriate, divorced and eager to fall in love again. They spent Christmas together, spent the weekends together with his friends, watched the Super Bowl together, went to a bed and breakfast for Valentine's Day. He's fallen in love with her and wants to take it to the next step. If not sex, well then he wants to know that their relationship has a future.
"What's the rush?" she has asked, both him and me, with a touch of derision.
This tells me she is sooooo not in love with him. It's one thing to not be ready to introduce the physical into a romantic relationship yet. It's quite another to not even understand why the man you're dating would want to. (After three months!)
She is not attracted to Kev. Never has been. Now Archie Bunker, the first man she met out there, him she has always been attracted to. She was more enthusiastic about Archie complimenting her smile and her hair than was about Kev saying he was in love with her. We don't choose who we're attracted to, I get that. But if she isn't attracted to Kev, she should let him go.
But she likes having a friend. Someone to talk to. Someone to travel to different parts of the state with. Someone she can depend on.
I told her that's known as a friend, not a lover. And if she's not interested in a lover, she shouldn't be going on websites that promise a life partner. She agrees, in theory.
But when she had a panic attack last week, she didn't call me. She didn't call her shrink (the logical and wise choice). She called Kev. So now he feels like her knight in shining armour.
I feel bad for saying this, but I don't like her very much right now. This makes me feel guilty because I know she loves me and because she has many good qualities (funny, warm, bright). But she's being very selfish when it comes to Kev.
Then there's the matter of her phone. It's never on. And she doesn't have a landline.
She always says she wants to be there for me, but every time I have reached out to her, she's not there. When I was going to the hospital to see my mother's dead body, her phone was charging. When I was coming unglued, leaving my childhood home for the last time, and I called her, it went to voicemail. When I called her, missing my uncle so a few weeks ago, she was asleep and didn't hear it.
She ends each email asking me how I am, but she either doesn't read or doesn't retain my answers. In response to her question about my job stability, I explained how I'd just learned something interesting abut my salary in comparison to my coworkers. It was big news to me. I wrote that all of it to her. In response to her query. Back on February 5.
This week she claimed to not know a thing about it.
I know that she feels she's at capacity. I know she feels pressured about her troubled kids, her finances and her exhusband. I know she's terrified of losing this job. And know she wants to have it both ways with Kev. She simply can't be there for me.
I just wish she wouldn't ask then.
And, I guess, I wish I'd learn. I can love her. But I can't change her. I can't dictate her actions. And, guilty though it makes me feel to confess, right now I don't like her very much.
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I am so sorry!
ReplyDeleteI think that sometimes friendships just have to go through cycles. Sometimes what you have (or want!) to give just isn't what the other person needs or wants at a particular point in time--and vice versa. Sometimes you just have to let time go by, and hope that time will allow the tides of friendship to make their way back. It's nobody's fault--it's just the way it is sometimes. I think it especially hurts at our age when you've got so many "friendship miles" under your belt.
I hope things work out for both of you!
sorry you have to experience this. I don't think she has any idea how much you need her to be be there for you, mainly because it so much about her.
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I've really been here. It took me a long time to forgive my childhood best friend for a couple of really selfish, unkind things she did. I know that about her now, though, so I don't rely on her. But it SUUUUCCKED getting shoved in the gutter. Twice--cuz I'm a slow learner....
ReplyDeleteSometimes people get too wrapped up in their own lives to think of anyone but themselves. You gave her some good advice and she hasn't been taking it. Maybe you should just take a step back from the friendship, go about your business, and see if she reaches out to you again. I used to have a very close friend who made a lot of poor choices... sometimes watching her life was like watching a very slow train wreck.
ReplyDeleteThis is may seem trite, but does she remember/acknowledge your birthday each year? If yes, then she is thinking of you when you aren't there. If no, then maybe the relationship is one-sided which makes it difficult for you. You appear to be a very caring friend but it should go both ways.
ReplyDeleteBookmammalmusings, STL inker and Cat have expressed it well already. I live by actions speak louder than words, what are her actions telling you?
You're such a good friend--to expend energy just figuring this out. I would wallow and stew.
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