I lost a friend last week. No, she didn’t die. She removed herself from my life. It was her choice to do so, though I can’t say that I understand her motives.
I have done this to people more than I really want to admit. The only difference between what she did and what I’ve done is that she actually put words to her actions. She told me what she was doing and how she felt. First with indirect tweets on twitter and later in text. I cried that day.
If you were an actor, you would know what your purpose was in the grand scheme of the production. Everything would be clearly written out for you. You would know your relationship to every other character. You would know how they would treat you and you would know how you were supposed to behave towards them.
In the real world, we don’t have the luxury of seeing the ties that form our form our friendships and our relationship. We can’t physically see how strong they are. We can’t touch them and test their weight.
We are expected to know what invisible lines we aren’t supposed to cross. We are expected to know what special privileges we are granted.
How do we really know though?