I feel as if I’m in mourning and I’m not digging it. A few weeks ago I had a falling out with one of my best friends. I admit that I’m really hurt behind all this. Hecks, this situation is just another brick in the wall of bs that has been 2016 so far. You never realize how large a presence someone has in your life… until you’re no longer speaking. Now, we have done this dance before; we would get into a huge fight, and all will get worked out. Something tells me that this time the demise of our friendship is final. This is someone I talked to on a daily basis, and saw often. I communicated with him more than anyone, and now that we’re not speaking I’m really feeling the sting, as of late.
Because I’m all about holding on to loved ones, I tried to reach out to my bud, but never received a response. 2016 has been a fairly dramatic year; a lot of unpleasant things have been happening. He was one of the first ones I would turn to whenever I was dealing with anything. In my heart I know I tried to make things right, and because of that I have to move past the situation. I don’t think the friendship can be salvaged, but I hope so. If not maybe this ending will be the catalyst for a new beginning. In the meantime, life has to go on.