If You Ever Need a Pal

By: Pégy Gaile (View Profile)

 

Friend 

1 A friend and I hitch-hiked across Europe last summer;

 

Acquaintance, comrade, companion, chum, confidant; partner, buddy, pal, crony, mate, playmate, playfellow; consort; bedfellow, intimate; boy-friend, girl-friend, escort, beau, lover, mistress, favourite, paramour.

 

I think one of the most unfortunate use of the word friendship is when people use this word as some sort of righteous ally. They use it to completely pick the other person to bits. It’s like a person is a puzzle and once they are in bits on the floor and they are able to scrutinize them. They then think they understand you. Only then once they’ve chosen the bits they like or dislike will they accept what they think you are. I have a friend who actually said to me “I like to ask lots of questions and remember everything because then when you’re in an argument you can use it against them….!” Ouch is all I can say to them. I don’t dislike them, but if that’s at the core of them then why does this person not understand why I’m not content to live in their pocket. Another friend said to me after I had told her in gentle terms that it didn’t serve her to attack the people who show caring for her with the comment “I don’t understand why I always attack the people I care about the most” I sat there perplexed and after some long and hard thinking decided to leave that friendship behind.

 

I use to think it was my role as a friend to point these failings out, but realized fortunately that some people don’t like this and, are more likely to attack you. In self defence probably, they may see your observation as a judgement. I don’t know about others, but I learned to give people space to find themselves I’m probably not liked for it. As I imagine some people see this as being abandoned, but I’ve never been good as a whipping post, it hurts ;)

I realised that these two people I mentioned previously see nothing wrong with these truths of theirs. They think it’s usual. Well multiply that by a couple of million people and you have friendship that feels and smells like entrapment to me. Now I can’t change the world and I do indeed love human kind but we do leave me slightly confused.

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posted: 04.28.2007
Catalina Cordew
Hi Pegy, I really have been with a lot of nice people throughout my life. I am 55 years old. I have had young and older and not so old friends that I still keep in touch with. But the best ones that I cherish are the ones I grew up with. There is something about growing up with someone, because you really get to know the good and the bad. And it is up to you if you will continue to associate with them. I keep in touch with a lot of them. Friendship means a lot. Good times and bad times. I can go home to Philadelphia and not worry where I will stay. Such nice friends. When I was 29 years old, I enlisted in the Army.Believe me, my head was not all there (smile). But I stayed in for 3 years. I married a military guy. We stayed married for 12 years. So, I was in Ft Bragg, North Carolina. I have 2 children. Well, my daughter moved to Calfornia and later asked med to come and help out with the grandchildren. Nice people are all over. Well, bye for now.
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