Looking back, there were lots of signs that someone who I thought was one of my closest friends, was actually someone who was doing my mental and emotional health absolutely no favours. For me, there were loads of reasons that culminated in me ending the friendship. Intense messages making my phone blow up and the perpetual insecurity if I didn't reply right away. Ditching me last minute every time something or someone better came long. The conditions on where we could and couldn't have coffee. Picking me up and dropping me whenever it suited. Hey, the list could go on and on.
I'm not going to go into the ins and outs because there are two people involved and it wouldn't be fair. But yeah, I’m not talking about an unhappy romantic relationship, no, this was a failing friendship, and all I really wanted to do was end it. Little by little my self-confidence in my blog and my writing was being chipped away at like an ice sculpture. I felt I was giving wahay more than I was getting back and that I was just someone who was convenient to that person.
For some reason, though, this isn’t ‘okay’. And that honestly baffles because if you were in a bad relationship where the other party doesn't treat you with the respect you deserve, then the first thing your friends and friendly would say is to dump their sorry ass.
But no one says that with a friendship. No one offers to take you for a cheeky bottle of Sauvignon while they comb through all the reasons why he/she doesn’t deserve you. When you break up with a crappy boyfriend/girlfriend, you can almost hear your nearest and dearest inwardly cheer and you can see the relief flush their features.Read More