“I want to be in a relationship where you telling me you love me is just a ceremonious validation of what you already show me.” ― Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
Even in all my busyness at the moment I find time to miss someone. I miss AL! I wrote about AL before. We met when I was selling some extra concert tickets online. He didn’t buy the tickets but we developed an email friendship. It turned out that he only lived 15 minutes away so we decided to meet. The sparks that were noticeable in the emails were even more evident in person. We dated for a little bit but decided to become only friends (without benefits). We both realized that it wouldn’t work out romantically in the long run because of a sizable age difference (16 years) and decided that we’d rather nurture the friendship.
Our friendship continued until he became very busy with opening a restaurant. At that point our friendship became texting only. I understood him being busy, but after the restaurant came and went (he sold it) and he still he couldn’t find 5 minutes to meet up I started to feel weird, somewhat annoyed at this text only relationship. I questioned the validity of a friendship that had become texting only.
I enjoyed the in-person banter we had and missed that. I appreciated his outlook in life. Like me he was appreciative of everything he had but always striving to become better.
So for the past year I would mention every now and then how disappointed I was that we haven’t gotten together in awhile. And it was always the same response: I am sorry I have been a bad friend and I promise to do better.
At one point I mentioned to him that I normally pay attention to a man’s actions and not his words. I told him he said the right things but there was no action. Again he was apologetic.
And still nothing ever changed. Then he would resume the texting. I would sometimes ignore it hoping he would get it, but he would persist and eventually I relented and would continue the texting, which I enjoyed a lot.
After many times of this pattern of my complaining and his apologizing I was left feeling silly and childish. It seemed stupid in a friendship to be feeling unappreciated and unworthy, but that was what I was feeling.
No matter how busy we all are we still find time for the people that we care about. It was disappointing as I thought our friendship was amazing and I never pictured it ending only getting stronger.
Then it dawned on me: He must have gotten a girlfriend! I asked him and he confirmed it. I was crushed! Not because he had a girlfriend but because he thought so little of me to never tell me.
All of a sudden I didn’t know him anymore, and he clearly never knew me. If we were such best friends why would he hide this girlfriend from me? It was a mutual decision to turn the romance into friendship. And that was already 2 years ago! He knew of my online dating efforts as I mentioned often the dates I was going on. He always said he was not looking for anyone as he was too busy, which I knew it was hogwash as men are always looking.
I am happy for him having found someone. I am upset with the fact that he hid it from me. It makes me question what he thinks of me. Why would AL hide a girlfriend from me? That is so stupid and it makes me rethink of what I thought of him.
Once again here is another guy that apparently thinks I like him and cannot handle the truth. Once again I am forced to look at my actions to see where I have gone wrong. When and how did I show that I wanted to be more friends? I am stumped.
Finally one day I had had enough and made it perfectly clear that I didn’t want to get texts anymore. I had said that many times before but this time I made sure to tell him that this was making me feel pathetic and it was hurtful. I mentioned that every time he texted it reminded me that we were no longer good friends. It had become this stupid game of him texting, my complaining about not getting together, his apologizing, my giving in and texting back. The stick the broke the camel’s back was him sending me a cutesy texting full of emoticons saying he loved me when only the day before I had told him to stop texting me. I always felt he valued and appreciated me but why the “no effort”?
Well this time he heard me loud and clear! I haven’t heard from him in almost 2 months months. I am surprised (many times before he mentioned he would never let go of this friendship), and at the same time happy. But I cannot lie and say I don’t miss him. I miss him a lot(well his texting)!
But what do I really miss? I guess it is just the idea of a best friend. I always related better to men than women. I miss his joy of life, his sharp wit, and his attention. He got my jokes and he seemed to get me. I miss being thought of and being remembered. But when someone lives just 15 minutes away, texting only is not enough.
No, I didn’t want him as a boyfriend. After the initial attraction and trial dating, being just friends suited me fine. I always relished the idea that we were able to put attraction aside and build this awesome friendship. I felt smug about it as if this was an amazing achievement and we were able to do it.
I guess once again I invented a relationship that was better and more solid than in reality.
At times now I second guess myself about asking him to stop with the texting, thinking that perhaps I shouldn’t haven’t been so demanding. This after all was supposed to be an easy, no demanding friendship. We saw each other when we had time. Shouldn’t I just act cool and continue texting?
Then I remember that I was not feeling valued and worthy. I felt cheap and used. I am worth of somebody’s time. I am a great friend, true, open, honest, non-judgmental and here for you. If he doesn’t have the time, actually if he doesn’t care to make the time to meet me then I shouldn’t waste my time with empty texting.
I miss him but don’t want to hear from him again. There is a reason people come into our lives and there is a reason they leave. There is a reason why things that are passed should remain in the past: to make room for the new.
I feel that my friendship with AL was comfortable to me, even in its dysfunctionality. His texting was something I could count on to pick up my day, to make me laugh, to make me blush, to make me feel like a friend and often like a woman.
Being comfortable is the enemy of growth!
I question my self-esteem. What am I holding on to when I accept less than I deserve? What am I getting from this so-called friendship? I was holding on to the past we had: great outings and great conversations and; I was holding on to the future I thought we would have: more great outings and more great conversations. I realized I was missing the most important: the present, the now!
I am happy that I took a stand and spoke my mind. I no longer feel used and just somebody to text with when he is bored. I will probably continue to miss him for awhile, but there is a price for everything in life, and this is the price I am paying for taking a stand for what I believe I deserve.
My door is wide open for new friends! No texting please! Well, some texting is okay, since I am an expert at it!
“The cost of a thing is the amount of what I will call life which is required to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.” ― Henry David Thoreau, Walden