Standing up for myself in a few paragraphs.

Sometimes you have to get to know someone really well to realize you're really strangers.

William Blake wrote, "It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend." Perhaps it's easier to forgive an enemy because you don't have expectations of them..but a friend..those are the ones who set the standard.

I suppose a lot of the sayings are true..particularly that you don't know who your friends are until push comes to shove. It was a tough pill to swallow at first...but I think you've known the truth in that statement all along. I say this because I think you knew that you could never be there for anyone else, so you weren't disappointed in your friends when they weren't there for you..., afterall you surrounded yourself with mirror images of the selfishness you embody. It makes me sad, but more sad for you, that I never realized how artificial you were. When you are unsettled, shaky, and discontent it filters into the other aspects of your life, and if it goes unchecked I guess it ultimately poisons your relationships with other people.

What I see now, is not a problem within myself--but a problem within you. The great difference between you and I, is that all the time my world was falling apart--I never expected everyone else's world to stop and fall apart too.

You spend so much time belittling the superficiality of those around you--but you are the most superficial of them all. I wish you luck, judging everyone from atop the walls you built around yourself. When the day comes, where you do something to genuinely help a friend without complaining or thinking about how it inconveniences you..I will applaud you. When you can call a friend to sincerely hear how they are doing..then you might start to become the person I always hoped you were..hoped you could be.