An Open Letter

Here’s the thing: some people will line up to kick you when you’re down. It’s just their nature, like wolves who instinctively close in on fallen calves. I can live with that, I guess.

The problem is that if, in spite of all of their efforts to finish you off, you manage to claw your way back to your feet and move on with your life, they expect you to pretend that none of it ever happened. They get morally outraged if you view their friendliness with a certain healthy skepticism after that.

Look, I’m happy to consider the possibility that the next time I stumble, you won’t close right back in for the kill. I would like to think that you might actually be in the other group next time, the one speaking words of encouragement and support as I struggle back to my feet. But it would be foolish of me to assume that you won’t use my vulnerability against me. I mean, you’ve already demonstrated that you probably will.

If it’s my trust you want, I’m sure there will be ample future opportunities for you to earn it back. Until then, you’ll just have to get along without it. Sorry, but that’s just how reality works.

Thanks for your time.

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Categories: Family, Friends, Life, Love | Tags: | 3 Comments

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3 thoughts on “An Open Letter

  1. I don’t want your trust as much as I like your friendship.

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    • Debora

      The nicest thing about real friends is that they don’t actually NEED your trust, since they’re not looking for ways to exploit you anyway. So far the only people who have gotten bent out of shape over losing my trust are the ones who want something from me now that I’m back on my feet.

      I’v come to value your friendship too, by the way.

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