Ok, hiatus officially over for the worst reason ever: one of my friends has disappeared from the face of the Earth. More or less. That's the whole reason for this post: I'm really hoping he still has computer access and reads this.
Because I hate being worried for my friends. I hate having people disappear without a trace even more.
I've had that happen before. Someone I cared about, an ex I haven't talked about yet, did that to me. Just up and disappeared without a word, stopped texting me or calling me...nothing. And I was heartbroken. I kept hoping he would show up, maybe make it for graduation like we had talked about... He didn't.
Did I get over it? Yeah; I realized he wasn't worth my time in the first place, wanted me for the same reasons all of my exes did. But I was still hurt.
I'm not to the hurt point yet. Right now I'm scared. Because my friends are the family that I got to choose; they're the people I want with me for every part of my life. And right now, one of them decided to leave, after he promised not to.
Promised me. I put all my trust behind that promise. And me and trust? We don't really get together that often, so when it happens, it's a big deal.
If you're reading this and you are my missing friend, please know that there are people who are worried about you right now who don't know what to do. And if you're not that friend, you better hope to God that no one ever does this to you, because having that tenuous amount of trust be broken?
It hurts like hell.
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