Tuesday, March 15, 2005

Letting go and hanging on

Some friends are worth letting go of. I have this one “friend” who I've known for years... He's been here and there and everywhere. He's always about himself, and rarely about anyone else. He's living mentally in some glam rock world of 1983 involving cast and crew who leave me bewildered and confused, as I was never there. Austin, Ecstasy, 1982? Or whatever? Umm. Ok. Wasn't there, didn't do that. Not to mention the fact that he’s endlessly critical in the stupidest ways… Vagina Monologues, other friends, and any other venue that he’s not part of. So I’ve decided that any “friend” who leaves me feeling worse about myself instead of better, I’m cutting loose.

Some friends are worth hanging on to no matter what. I almost lost one last week, and thankfully thought better of it and decided to ride out her crisis with her. She’s now in REHAB, and I am so damn proud of her and happy for her. I know we all have our little demons, but recently her demons were havin’ a little party that I knew I had to keep my demons away from, lest they suddenly decide to jump in, too.

And some friends make you wanna put on a sparkly green dress, a tiara, and get jiggy with it in the St. Patrick’s Day Parade. I think I’ll stick with those friends for now.

1 comment:

gypsy said...

Awww... Kisses. :)

"I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time . Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult." --E.B. White