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Originally Posted by Me BP?
I hope you're able to sort things out with your friend.  This is something that's been heavy on my mind this past month. Sometimes you don't even know what you've done and friends disappear. I had a long talk with my pdoc about this last week and she said it's not my loss, it's theirs. Something she said I wrote down so I wouldn't forget. A friendship is like sand in your hand. If you hold it loose in your palm, it stays there. But as soon as you close your hand tightly, it slips through your fingers. A lesson I learned the hard way  |
Thanks, BP, and everyone else, too. It finally sunk into me that what I hadn't done was to do some forgiving myself. BP, in your analogy, I am the sand— deliberately dropped back onto the beach. For some time, I suppose, I denied that it could be true, but it is. When I finally forgave the abusive behavior, freedom became mine. I will always care a great deal about that person, but I can never again trust in what I believed was a true friendship.
