Every ocassion I'll be ready for a funeral
john
::01 sep 2006 :: 01:55pm
I believe I have a knack for understanding people. I generally can get a pretty good feel for people within a few minutes, and if I end up befriending someone, I tend to get to know them pretty well. So I was completely blown away when I heard some news right around my birthday.
I was calling friends to invite them for my birthday celebration, and one friend wasn't returning my calls. I finally called his wife to get a hold of him, and come to find out that he has left the country, leaving her and their newborn daughter in America, never to return. I honestly would have never thought this person was capable this kind of action. If someone were to ask me a few months ago to name a couple that would be married for the next 50 years, I would have named this couple.
Frankly, this still bothers me. It's one of those things that has rocked my world, and I haven't gotten over it. One of the reasons he left, according to his wife, was there was no one he related to in America. This hurt me to the core. I'm not one to make many close friends, and this is frankly making me even more defensive. More than anything, I truly wonder how he could leave his child in another country, with no real way to take care of her. How could he be so weak?
[...] 3. john, im going to disagree with some of your word choices. now, to be completely fair, i dont know anything more than what you wrote. but ive been thinking about it for days. because, in the end, i dont find it to be weak. i find it to be sad. yes, there is something uncaring about deserting your family. but the reason given sounds more like a very scary cry for help than simply a midlife crisis or something similar. to feel so completely disconnected from millions of people…my mind boggles. i can imagine traveling, i can imagine getting away and feeling more in common with other countries policies than the ones our current asshole has made. but i cant imagine actively feeling disconnected from others on a personal level. and i wonder what he expects to find somewhere else that he cannot find here. i wonder where he went and what he will find. i wonder if he will return. i have pity, not anger. i just cant call it weak. i call it sad. [...]
John, I was wondering,
as a friend you are claiming you are (or should I say were), did you remember ever calling that "friend" of yours and ever asking about his angles, reasons or problems and maybe helping him get through his (their) situation, before passing judgments and posting them and your non fact based conclusions and distorted truth on the Internet?
Or are you just a friend when you need someone for shooting pool or watching a game?
John, John…
P.S. I didn't get it though, which one hurt you the most, the fact that you think you weren't the one your friend could relate to or the fact that a friend's family was falling apart??
Please make sure to discuss only your own life, since for other people lives no one has enough information.