Losing a friend.
Well… it sucks.
Because your best friend is always going to be there for you. Always a shoulder to cry on. Always going to be there to give you advice. Always going to be there to support you.
But sometimes, sometimes it doesn’t work out. Sometimes things happen and you drift apart. Sometimes people change. Change beyond recognition. Change so much that being friends becomes impossible.
It’s the worst sort of pain that you’ll never get from someone in the same way.
You’re never going to hang out with them again, never going to speak with them, cry with them, laugh with them, bitch with them…
You may regret that you didn’t call back or try to meet up. Always thinking what if? Should I have done more?
But you didn’t.
And that’s not necessarily a bad thing is it? It just happens and we have to accept it and move on. You can’t always be the one making the effort, can’t always be the one who is always responsible or always at fault.
The simple fact is that people will come and go. And you might feel really shitty for losing one person in your life but when it comes down to it, if they are supposed to be in your life then they will be.
Those who shouldn’t will somehow drift away and you will find others who will help you grow. Help you become the best person you can.
And that’s all you can ask. All you can expect, really.
The ones that leave will often be the ones holding you back. The ones who stop you accomplishing things that you are capable of, beyond anything you can imagine. The ones who essentially get in the way of you becoming the best you.
But you are also the equivalent to them. It’s not you who is to blame for friendships ending. It just sort of happens.
So what will be will be?
People come and go just like anything in life, and maybe we just need to accept that and move on.
And now I’m drinking wine, eating chocolate fingers and watching Topgun, does life get much better??