Getting Over It

Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.
Jane Austen (1775 - 1817), Northanger Abbey

You get so down sometimes when people disappoint you. You have this impression of someone, this image that they cultivated within you, and there is nothing worse than having that illusion crash down around your feet, and realizing that not even a glimmer of that good person you adored really existed. It was all just a lie to get something out of you.

So I felt hopeless yesterday. Because it was not the first time this has happened. And I hate giving someone credit and respect they do not deserve. Feeling things for someone and finding out that everything they showed me was just pretend, and not the real person. It just brought me really down.

Right when I was most upset, a random friend called me. He wanted to know how I was coming along on my paper, and wish me luck. Only he heard the hurt in my voice, and talked to me, and made me feel better. Then it was like a flood. More friends just show up, randomly wanting to talk, right when I most needed them, and at their own accord. I did not have to search them out, they were just there. And it was incredible.

How could I be upset, how could I hurt when I know that I have amazing friends that pull me through the way they do? I got a little perspective last night. I have no regrets about what happened...it taught me a lesson, that pain i suffered with this person will provide me the strength to strive for better and demand better. Because my friends show me that I deserve so much more. And that no matter what I encounter, I have genuine and wonderful people to share it with.