Today as i was going through Hacker News, i came by a very, very interesting article.Friends Without Benefits . Somehow, i was touched by this article.
Its written by a woman about her relationship with a man she loved since she was 22, and how, finally, she could let go of it.
All of us have relationships that we need to 'let go' of. Let me talk about mine.
I had a friend. My best friend. I loved him like my brother. I cared about him. It hurt me when he was hurt, physically or otherwise. He was a little peculiar, but, then again, so was I.
Things went great till the end of that common phase of our life. After that, we went our separate ways. We lost touch for a brief interval. We did get back in touch again. But I was always the one reaching out. Maybe i just realised it now? Maybe it just started now? Maybe it was always that way?
But maybe I was seeing something that was not there? I decided to keep an account of my interactions with him. Just so that I was not being unfair.
After 5 years, I realise that I was right. I was almost always a call away, my home is just 3 bus stops or 4Kms away, but all i have from his end is 3 phone calls ( wishing b'day not counted ), and 1 invite for meeting up. On my end, 60+ calls, and 14 invites to meeting up. I realise you are busy, but can't you spare even a minute for a call about once a month? I realise another thing too. Most of the talking is on my end. He adds mono syllables to the conversation.
I decide i am through. I let go. its late, but i finally let go.
But most of me is hurting. Its difficult to let go of someone you love so much. I fell free too, but sometimes, it's more enjoyable to be weighed down then to be free.
Time heals all, I guess. I need to give this arsehole another chance.