I am not yet lucky enough to have children of my own, and unfortunately my only sister moved interstate a couple of years ago so I don’t get to see my niece and nephew as much as I would like. So when my husband and I separated earlier this year, it was up to my sister and her husband to explain to the children that Uncle Glen doesn’t live here any more.
life
Toxic people, and my own naivety
Last night I was feeling pretty alone and melancholy. I was thinking about those long-term friends I’d lost following the separation from my husband. One, in particular, stings. Today, I was trying to figure out why it hurts so much. After all, when I think back on our friendship since we were 8 years old, M wasn’t exactly a very good friend to me. In fact, if it weren’t for my naivety and capacity to forgive, we wouldn’t have stayed friends as long as we did. Sometimes I think back to all those things I forgave and get mad at myself for being so stupid. My mother always told me I am too trusting. I know in myself that one of my major faults is wanting to be liked. I guess those things combined lead to this toxic friendship lasting as long as it did.
Bookabye Baby 