Sometimes I think that I know all there is to know about certain people who are very close to me. I even trust them implicitly. Then something comes along and blows it all apart. It took me about a year and a half to come to this decision. I didn't realize how hurt I was until today, when I came to know more about the situation. It was pointed out to me that I was being resentful. I hadn't realized that. I was going to try and mend things. I figured I could try my best - because I still have fond memories of an old friendship.
This was a person I trusted completely, and who was very close to me. Things changed - for the worse. I saw a side of this person that I never knew, existed. I was hurt. Even still, I figured that maybe there was something worth salvaging.
But then I found out something new. Something I had always suspected. Something that hid in the dark corners of my mind, that I didn't consciously want to confront. Something I never really verified, or tried to verify. Until now. It's a betrayal of trust that runs too deep. Some might say I am being inflexible. I don't think so. A friend you cannot trust, is no friend at all.
There are people who have a positive impact in your life and people who have a negative impact on your life. You’re not obligated to deal with or include in your life either group unless you are related by blood, by marriage, or other strong tie of the same level. Friends come and go over time, but those you grow to trust and know as well as you know yourself become as good as family.
P.S. If you win the powerball, more friends come than go. 😉