{"id":2294,"date":"2009-12-22T23:43:13","date_gmt":"2009-12-22T23:43:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.blogistan.co.uk\/blog\/mt.php\/2009\/12\/22\/friends"},"modified":"2009-12-22T23:43:13","modified_gmt":"2009-12-22T23:43:13","slug":"friends","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.blogistan.co.uk\/blog\/mt.php\/2009\/12\/22\/friends","title":{"rendered":"Friends"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday I got a tweet from one of my Twitter friends that most of my &#8220;followers&#8221; (I hate that term) aren&#8217;t aware of saying that she had decided that someone she had been friends with for a number of years had proven to be all take and no give, and that she was on the point of abandoning her.  Later, she wrote that she was writing a letter to &#8220;takey friend&#8221; explaining her feelings.  I suggested that it might be a better idea just to conveniently be ill or busy next time this woman (I presume it is a woman) wants to cling to her for emotional support, but she replied, &#8220;I decided I&#8217;d feel better if I was just upfront &#038; honest that they&#8217;d made me feel like crap, now I can let it go&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->I felt kind of sad that she felt the need to do this.  Normally people would spent a lot of &#8216;neutral&#8217; time together, having fun, not just giving or taking emotional support; however, since this woman has a painful medical condition, I expect there is less of that than with other people.  I don&#8217;t pretend to know all the reasons why my friend may have chosen to end this friendship, but I do know that some people are better able to give others emotional support than others, something which is particularly true of men but also of some women.  I can recall many times when I&#8217;ve been talking to people who have an emotional crisis of one sort or another and being at a loose end for something to say to them.<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes, however, I&#8217;ve felt the urge to discontinue friendships, not because I found that they weren&#8217;t there for me when I needed them, but because they were rude or discourteous or didn&#8217;t have any time for me.  There was one friend whose flat I used to go to who does a lot of work abroad (not sure what it all is but some of it is charity work), and it often happened when I visited him the phone would ring, he would pick it up and would talk to people in a foreign language for twenty minutes or more.  Another time, I was with him and another Urdu-speaking friend and he told me that they would speak Urdu to each other, if I didn&#8217;t mind, and of course I was in no position to mind.<\/p>\n<p>However, I actually never did cut it off with those two, although I&#8217;ve seen much less of them in recent years (one of them is no longer in the country).  One of the reasons I had the urge to discourage the person I mentioned at the beginning from cutting &#8220;takey friend&#8221; off was that, after what seemed like a minor public disagreement over a political matter, someone apparently decided that they no longer wanted to be my friend after six years.  This was someone I&#8217;d shared quite a lot with and vice versa, and I thought our friendship was stronger than that.  I actually was not angry with that person, just a bit annoyed with something they&#8217;d written.  I got quite depressed about it for a week or so afterwards.  But you can choose your friends, but you can&#8217;t force them to choose you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday I got a tweet from one of my Twitter friends that most of my &#8220;followers&#8221; (I hate that term) aren&#8217;t aware of saying that she had decided that someone she had been friends&#46;&#46;&#46;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[40],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2294","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-other_stuff"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s17bgV-friends","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.blogistan.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2294","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.blogistan.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.blogistan.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.blogistan.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.blogistan.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2294"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.blogistan.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2294\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.blogistan.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2294"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.blogistan.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2294"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.blogistan.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2294"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}