I’m trying to remember why I thought this goal was such a good idea. In fact, it was primarily goals like this I had in mind when I first started my account last summer. I’ve gone my whole life so far without having long-term friendships of substantial depth, so obviously I don’t need to have them to survive. I can’t complain that I haven’t otherwise had a fairly decent life. So, why last year was it so important for me to make this a priority, and why have I spent most of my spare time the past several months thinking about this particular issue? I had let my guard down and let someone get closer to me than usual, and… it felt really good. I thought for once I could make a friendship work and stay close because I really wanted it to happen and I was conscious of it, but in the end I couldn’t figure it out… or at least not at this stage in my life I couldn’t.
I have this tendency to become intensely and singularly focused on certain topics (usually the wrong topics) for long stretches of time such that that the time I spend on them drowns out everything else. It’s time spent but not necessarily productive time spent. I keep dwelling on this idea of keeping my friendships close, the couple I had that were close, so much in recent months that it’s hindering me from making progress in other areas of my life because I can’t think about anything else. When someone asks me what I did over the weekend or what I plan to do when I go home in the evening, is it appropriate for me to admit that I’m not doing anything special because I spent or will spend all my time, literally hours and hours, thinking or writing (mostly to myself) about this topic and still making no progress whatsoever? It would be the truth, but I dare not say that when asked.
I’m too needy and my expectations are all wrong. If you are my friend, my close friend (this is an important distinction because there’s a different level of trust involved, and no I’m not talking about romantic relationships, and closeness I think is probably even harder to maintain in non-romantic relationships), I need you on a consistent basis, not just haphazardly, and I need to know that you need me too. I need to know that when I see you there’s going to be a next time and I need to know when that next time will be and that when next time happens the relationship will not be at a lesser level. I need to know that you’re going to stay, and that you’re not going to go. I can’t understand haphazard, I just can’t. I have to have some type of routine or structure, or else I just get confused and nothing feels safe or certain, and then I panic and I don’t know how to act.
I understand the world doesn’t revolve around me, and I understand that if you are my friend, I need to give you your space when you need it and recognize your life can be too busy or hectic to maintain the type of contact I want. I need you to let me know you will come back and really mean it when you say it. I want to be available for you when or if you decide you need me, and I hope that you do actually use me sometimes. If you are my friend, even if it’s not the right word or it’s not appropriate to say it so explicitly but I know no other way to describe the feeling, I love you, and I want you to know it somehow. However, if you are my friend, I need you to understand that I myself am at a particular place in my life, and I need you to be willing to accommodate me too. If you’re my friend, I need you to talk to me very directly and not leave much for me to guess or assume because I will usually misinterpret your intent.
There really aren’t people out there willing to accommodate me with all this, and yet I’m not at a place in my life where I can handle anything less in close friendship if I am to have one at all. I thought I was direct in stating my intention and what I wanted. I tried changing my behavior and way of thinking based on advice I got and made some sincere efforts… maybe they weren’t the right efforts or maybe they weren’t in the right proportion. Whatever I did or didn’t do turned out to be not enough.
I’m odd in many ways and I’m not the easiest person to get along with, but I’m sincere, I’m loyal, and I’m a nice guy or at least I try to be. Maybe I just think I’m all these things but I’m really not, or there must be something else wrong with me that I can’t make relationships work. Whatever it is, I’m not going to figure it out now. I’m not strong enough to keep trying this at this time, I’m just not, and I can’t keep putting the rest of my life at a standstill while I’m hopelessly stuck here becoming more and more miserable in the process. I can’t make people give me what I want (I’m not sure that I would want to anyway), and I’m tired of trying to force myself into some framework of social interaction that is normal for everyone else but that I don’t get. If I don’t stop this now, I risk literally ruining certain other aspects of my life.
I need to change my focus to things at which I can be successful. Once the closeness is gone I can’t continue to know people I once knew or thought I knew deeply in a more superficial way going forward because it will be too painful since I will only be reminded of the feeling that I have lost. I can’t handle that now. I’m not sure in the immediate future it would be a good idea to try knowing people I only know superficially in a deeper way. After all this, I’m still not sure I can manage my expectations, and I’m not well equipped to handle the loss that inevitably happens (at least in all my past experience). If I don’t think about the possibility of being close to someone or what it’s like, then I think I can eventually be okay again… Being okay… I can’t really say with any certaintly that I was “happy” before I started on this supposed quest. Trying to evaluate happiness in retrospect is a tricky exercise because we could never recall with total accuracy or precision just what it was we felt at some past time because our recollections are clouded with our biases of today. That said, I’m still positive I wasn’t this miserable before…