I’ve long been trying to blog about friendships. More specifically, the ones that are dying away. The ones where my friends stop talking to me, where I feel continually like the ball is in my court. When I’m the only one who suggests getting together. When things are easy and friendly when we see each other, but I’m the only one making the calls. Many of you know exactly how that is.
And how do we rationalize that? How do we make ourselves okay with that, attributing the cause to something other than ourselves? Because isn’t that the first place we often look? It’s maddening, really.
What do to? Ask the person and wind up looking desperate, (worse) needy, or (even worse) paranoid and weird? Or just take the lumps and get on with it?
I found a great blog entry on the same subject written by Renée Schuls-Jacobson, a fellow teacher. She writes of her experiences in a much more articulate way. Check it out!
And you? What are your experiences with friendships that fizzle away?