Mourning the loss of a friendship
Sometimes it hurts just as bad as a broken heart brought on by the opposite sex.
Long story short, my oldest friend in the world (we'd been friends since the 7th grade) and I grew apart. I feel like she went from this carefree, loved anyone and everyone girl to this snotty "You're only good enough for me if I want something from you" type person...much like her husband. She became so catty and obsessed with money. She'd make plans for us to get together and flake and bail everytime. Towards the end I wouldn't even get a call with an excuse as to why she was canceling.
I tried and tried and she just gave up. I know she has a lot on her plate...married, kids, job, etc...but she made time for our mutual friends. Maybe I wasn't good enough for her anymore. I don't know.
I last saw her in June, we hadn't spoken in nearly a year. It felt so strange, like we were strangers yet she acted like no time had passed at all.
I don't sit around and think about this all day everyday but sometimes it strikes me and I just want closure. Most people say to forget it and keep living but there are times when I feel like emailing her to let her know how I feel. I don't know, 17 years of friendship is a lot to walk away from FOREVER. I miss the good times, I miss her daughter. Maybe she doesn't care, thats why I kind of gave up but then there's this part of me that says you never give up on a friendship. I don't know anymore.
What do you guys think? Do I make an attempt or just say life is pretty good right now and no need to pick at old wounds? Has too much time passed for us to really be friends again? I know I bitched about her but I like to think she still has some good in her, she could be really fun and positive and we made eachother laugh our asses off once upon a time.