True Friend
I recently engaged in an online conversation
that started with a question similar to this: “How many TRUE FRIENDS do you
have?” After a surprisingly quick mental
run-through of the folks I knew well...my answer was one. It’s me, of course!
Its ME! There are many people I associate with, admire, respect and/or connect
with profoundly but the only person I can honestly call a "True
Friend"...is ME.
I've spent a great deal of time interacting
with and observing people, engaging in forums/blogs/chat-rooms/social media
sites and I have discovered one common denominator regarding people I’ve
interacted with, their actions and me: I
don't truly know or completely understand what guides them. Seriously.
I have no idea what makes people tick. They say one thing and do another. They
say they are most offended by the same things that they themselves do.
Regularly. They are up, down, left and right. They are horrific. They are
beautiful. They are complicated. They are beyond my ability to comprehend.
Their "affections"/generosity/kindnesses
are given and taken away, according to their emotionally-charged whims, their
perceived hurts or their self-focused agendas. I’m not knocking
self-preservation but I can’t keep up with the myriad of nuances that lead other
people to believe what they believe or behave how they behave...and that’s
okay. It really is okay, there is nothing wrong with them (or me, for that
matter) because I don’t want to change them. I sure as heck can’t control them,
their thoughts, their actions or their life nor do I want to control any of those things.
I control me, which says a lot...because
I’m a handful. I’m quite content ruling the Land
of Edith. <laughs> My fiefdom rocks out loud!
I became my own “one true friend” when
I realized (and acted upon that realization) my interaction with people had to
change. I began to see a disturbing pattern in my own behavior, some time ago. I’d
been letting my actions be dictated by the whims/emotions/actions of others. I’d
allowed my thoughts/deeds/actions to be lead according to what others said or
did...and this, as I’m sure you’ll assume, invariably lead to disaster! I was a
hot mess! An emotional train wreck whose caboose was being led by the whimsy of
others.
People would stop talking to me and
I would be overwhelmed with emotion. “What
have I done to cause so-and-so to stop talking to me?” People would snap at
me at work and I would lose concentration on my own assignment trying to deduce
why so-and-so was having such a bad day. “Why
are they mad at me?” This was all pointless. Their actions had NOTHING
to do with me! I had to control my reaction to their behavior. I had to stop allowing
the storms of other people rock my boat.
I can’t trust or expect people to
act based on what is best for me. It is simply not going to happen. We are not
wired that way. People are self-focused. It’s not wrong. It’s just the way it
is, we look out for our own best interests. I can’t blame folks for doing what
is natural to humans. Yet, I cannot be guided by what others consider their
truth because it is not my truth. The people I respect the most are the ones
who are true to their truth, willing to respectfully entertain one that differs
from it and their actions reflect that fact.
At the end of the day, I am still my
most stalwart advocate. I am still my most fervent admirer. I am still my most
cheeriest cheer-leader. I am still my most trusted confidant. My life (and the
ones I love) is safest in my own hands. I've learned to be my own best friend.
I trust me. I am safe in the arms of the one who loves me most. ME!
Thanks for reading!
Oh Edith, I'm sure your fiefdom is superbly awesome.
ReplyDeleteI agree as I am going through a state of flux from healing from a tumultuous friendship. At some point, because I couldn't contain the damage she was doing, I had to let her go. It was one thing to accept her as the person she was, ENTIRELY ANOTHER to be treated as if I were her. I recently had to face her and I didn't feel a thing (progress!!) but I realized that I need to be my cheery self around her. Just be cordial. No skin off my back. I can say that I've been fortunate to have true friends because I'm good to them as they are to me. And I had to learn that by letting go of the one that wasn't.
Your blog rocks my socks.