“You’re such a POS…”

His response?

Funny thing is, I clearly knew that he was kidding; he wasn’t trying to purposely bring me down or offend me. It was just a boring comeback to an equally boring initial insult; “You’re such a POS”. But it did cause me to think…

Unfortunately, human society has this image that if people aren’t friends with US, then they aren’t friends with ANYONE, and if they are friends with anybody else, clearly, those people are less adaquete than then they are. Do you follow?

Take me for example. I entered University last year to a slew of high school friends with whom I had kept close contact during my initial year “off” (which included a Semester at Mt Royal, working through five different jobs, dropping out of school twice, and more drama than you could imagine!). They embraced me into school life, introduced me to all of THEIR new friends they had made the previous year, and life went on from there. I still made a conscience effort to keep in touch with those people who I held highly but weren’t on Campus with me. It was an incredible mix of “school friends”, and an unbelievable support structure of my “other friends”, who meant just as much (if not more) to me.

Long story short, shit hit the fan. Some stuff went down; Jurr was accussed. I tried to defend myself to a certain degree, but I was going through enought shit of my own at the time. It felt stupid to try and fight a fight I was clearly losing, just by sheer numbers. Adding to the mix, most of those “other” friendships that I had worked so hard to maintain, also threw some unforseen, unrelated shit in my face. The “Friend” demographic, which I had placed myself into in early 2007 and into 2008, quickly became obsolete.

Did that mean that I “lost” everyone? Not at all. I’m still blessed with wonderful people who I’ve accumulated in my life within the last ten years, who still frequent my life from a day-to-day basis.

It still hurts me to think that I was tossed aside so easily from the lives of people who I cared so much about, but Pride is a guiding principle in many peoples lives (mine included). I tried a few times to “fix” things, but to no avail. So, even though it is upsetting, I don’t dwell on these forgone issues, because it does nobody any good. I do choose not to be a bitter person, though. I’m happy for everyone in whatever they’re doing with their lives.

What’s unfortunate is that despite my perspective (and the truth), I’m still viewed by others as someone who doesn’t have any friends;

…Oh well. I’m a better person because of all this experience, and I have all my old friends to thank for that. And the best part? I still have killer memories off all those awesome times we had together. And that is something which no one can take away from me.