If you haven’t already figured it out yet, college is one large bubble of unrealistic expectations. The bubble keeps us entrapped in this crazy fun drunk world. In the four years of college (or more) you meet hundreds to thousands of different people if you actually try to branch out and expand your horizons. By senior year you will most likely have a tight knit group of friends. The friends you go drink with on a daily basis even before class sometimes, the friends who snuggle with you and you don’t mind being the big spoon for, the friends who pick us up when we fall down (usually drunkenly), the friends who know the ins/outs of your personal life, or the friends who will rush to your side in a freak accident (which is usually much larger in your mind). By the last and final year you can claim someone or somebodies as your college BFF/s.
Flash forward to graduation day, walking across the stage, shaking the President’s hand, while all the memories you made flash right before your eyes as you exit the stage. Time to leave this bubble now.
Two days later you’re back at home in the old gross crumby room that’s probably been turned into a dance room. A couple weeks go by and you find your first big girl job! Couple months later, your BFF from school -who thought loved you and you loved back- never contacts you. Confused, dazed, and sad, you can’t figure out why? The college realm you thought was real life no longer exists. Reality sinks in a little and your mind just cannot fathom the after effects.
There are two types of people in this world, givers & takers. The loyal and true friends are the givers. The people who don’t reach back out to you are the takers.
After college, I stayed in touch with as many friends as possible, even the ones in different states. I would consider myself a giver due to the fact that I always would make the first move. This personality trait of mine can be either good or bad. It’s good to take initiative in life but it’s also bad since people like to use that sort of energy up if they don’t have it themselves. I was the bigger person in this case, I reached out to you, I wanted to do things with you, I tried, and you didn’t. So why am I being punished for doing the right thing?
Just like two types of people, there are two paths taken: one that leads into happiness (more travelled) and one that leads into disaster (less travelled). My ex-friend certainly took the unwanted path by leaving me behind.
So, to the friend who broke up with me. I don’t understand why, and I probably never will. My life was not what you wanted it to be which to me seems unfair. However, being the bigger person I am, I will always savor the memories we shared in school since they were all life learning lessons.
After college, and after your awful reality has kicked in, I hope you look back and realize the mistake you made by leaving me behind. . It was your choice to end our friendship, and your choice to leave me stranded. After the cord was cut, my life didn’t change too much -in fact- it helped me search for real friends. Your true colors were shown and became darker when you stopped being my friend, while my true colors actually got brighter once I moved on. Now what? Your friend no longer wants anything to do with you. You need to find the “givers” in this world, who will stick with you thick & thin, since the ones who leave us are not worthy of our love /friendship.
Two is the magic number here. My friend wanted to just be a lame ass 1 (independent) whereas I wanted to be a pair. I wanted to accomplish a lot more with you; I had plans in my mind of what our future would hold together!
From my personal experience, after my friend left me for being friends with someone she didn’t like, I was mind blown.. What type person would let OTHERS (3rd party) ruin OUR (internal) friendship? Clearly, she didn’t care.
To reiterate, college is one giant fake world that involves partying, drinking, and a little studying. Maintaining friends in that drunken atmosphere comes easy for some, but once they leave that bubble all hell strikes loose.
If you can’t handle relationships in the real world then someone needs to crack a bottle on your head. Don’t take friendship like a light feather; it’s a precious Gem that needs TLC!