Ever had a bad break-up? Not with a former lover with a best friend?
A friend you've hung with practically every day.
They know all your secrets.
Your intimate secrets.. and of course you knew theirs.
You'd visit, chat by phone daily..never skip a friendship beat until one day for some strange reason or another the friendship goes sour.
You can't quite put your finger on why now the sight of the friend makes you turn your nose up like your friendship history smells as bad as bad breathe.
You can't quite put your finger on why now the sight of the friend makes you turn your nose up like your friendship history smells as bad as bad breathe.
One of my fictional character in my novel Preaching To The CRIEURS, Pharah struggles with this exact phenomenon.
It's not easy..but It's safe to refer the former friend as an enemy with benefits.
Huh? Benefits?
Well of course!
Every heart palpitations driven by the sight of your newly found enemy has sent you unwittedly into shambles. Who has time for that? It's exhausting.
The energy released good or bad is time wasted and in this case unnecessarily.
Why minus years of your life span to take on thirty second of pity?
For who again? Pride? Bitterness?
Oh really?
Let me recap..that former friend who'd you've once shared good times is no longer your friend, I got that.
But your investment in the time it takes to plot against whether or not you'll roll your eyes today or send the middle finger tomorrow unfortunately creates a newly defined relationship.
A strange relationship.
The time spent feeling angry, bitter and busted would be better served servicing your former friend...by kissing your enemy.
T.D. Giddens
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