Fantabulous, I'm not sure if she's pretending not to care; more likely is that she's mad, so she doesn't care at the moment, because our friendship is too strong for either of us to just up stop caring, IMO. I think that sometimes she does hide how she feels, but I don't know if it's in defense, or what. A few things have made me wonder if she's pretending *to* care, but... ugh, I have no idea.
I know that she does care, though. I think I know that, anyway. That's sort of what keeps me from going totally insane; knowing that this is a friendship we're both pretty dependent on.
My hair is still driving me crazy. At least I won't have a lot to tie back if I start throwing up. :-/
I think all I can do now is play nice in public, in hopes of not making things worse, even though I very desperately want to directly by name be like "please talk to me," -- I don't want to further air dirty laundry in a way that will alienate her -- and hope that she won't cut off our last form of private communication. My head spins with hypotheticals, which makes in hard. If I'm nice publicly, I'm afraid she'll think I'm being curt and pretending, or will go "ok, I guess SHE doesn't care either!" But the more I think about it, the more I think it best to just try to be nice, and hope that we'll ease back into things if we're both nice to each other in public -- though my usual philosophy is that if I know someone doesn't want to talk to me, it's very difficult for me to be nice when I'm so upset with someone. I'm afraid that we can't just ease back in, because maybe at this point she's too proud to just be like "ok, let's move on." I don't know if she'll think I'm being fake by being nice, or if she'll see that I'm sincerely struggling and trying to do the right thing, and to get her to talk to me. Maybe if I'm nice, she will, but in the back of my mind is the fear that because my public tone is nicer than my private tone, I'm being fake. There are things that need to be worked out privately, but that tone is more desperate than it is angry. Dealing with it privately is best for everybody, and I think that deep down I know she probably doesn't *really* want to end the friendship, but I don't know that I'd put past her ignoring me for a while -- it's hard not to be afraid that she'll stick to her threat this time. She can be stubborn, and even though I think I know something for sure, in the back of my mind, it's hard not to be overcome by the fear that I might lose her friendship. Since this time I don't KNOW whether she's truly doing as she says, and if she truly wants as she says, or if this is just a facade, it's hard for me to sit by and just wonder what's going to happen to us. I think I know her well enough to logically assume that things will work out, but emotionally, I'm not logical I'm scared... that she'll give up on us, or that I'll be left without any options.
I'm not angry anymore -- I'm sort of desperately sad. I want to try to be calm about this, but I still don't know what the right way to handle this is, and that makes it hard for me to relax and assume it'll be okay. I don't want it to take a week to fix -- tomorrow's the start of a new year, and it'll be upsetting enough without having to worry that I've lost one of my best friends. That's not how it should be, and I hope on everything that she knows how much she means to me. The distance is long, but it would've been nice to talk to her tomorrow, since my time is running out for making plans.
Sorry this is so long... and rambly. I guess maybe I'm hoping for advice... or thinking out loud... or I don't know. I think maybe I should try to calm down, because I know I've done everything in my power, and to stop second-guessing myself, and have faith in my friend, in the strength in what we've built together, and in how much value it holds.
Sorry guys.
[You know who you are; I love you, and I didn't mean to hurt you. It was a misunderstanding -- you know I'm over all of that stuff. I promise. I was upset and scared, and I misread you and wrongly jumped to conclusions because of that. I'm sorry; hopefully you'll see that, should you read all of these ramblings. Please forgive me.]
I definitely killed the thread; I swear I'll be less morbid. We can talk about something else...
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Updated On: 12/30/05 at 08:14 PM