When Friendship Goes Bad!

To me, friendship has solid importance. To be take as serious as any other situation of love. My relationships with my siblings are air-tight (that's us in the above picture). Perhaps the seriousness is rooted there. The premise of my relationships, personal or intimate, was solidified by my siblings. For it is by this dynamic I'd found my place in the scheme of life. Therefore, the creation of friendship, for me, is mirrored by the paradigm of family. It is gold. And a portion of my spirit enters into the relationship tying us by the confidence of love and selflessness. If by the name 'friend' I address, then I consider this 'friendship' set apart from the rest. Something like holiness.

Without question, a share of disappoint is given in unions with attached emotions; none are exempt. Disappointment may not be voluntarily conjured but the comfortable parts of man finds inconvenience in compromise. Moreover, it is clear even friendships are affected with degrees of turbulence. I know and am use it. But there is one friendship in my life that seems wasted with a lack of consideration.

The cordial nature of this friendship in question feels less friendly, more aggressive. As if we battle for 'brotherhood' but losing to fate. Unnatural is the feeling. Only dealing because of history and not for what we can provide for one another. From this; an epiphany: whenever situations of any fashion transcends inconvenience and becomes, "why are we even friends?" Take action. Don't maintain a situation which doesn't work for you because it work for another. And likewise, don't perpetuate a severed situation... for broken wounds bleed.

The moral of the story is simple:

Friendship is responsibility. Responsibilities are as priorities. If the balance of this priority is heavy or can't be handled with fairness, for the sake of all involved; LEAVE IT BE! Disappointment is a marker of a heart wounded.