Angela Gray12
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joined Jan 2013
If there’s one thing I’ve learned in this life, it’s that the people I hit it off with instantly—those folks who feel like old friends from minute one—are usually the ones who don't stick around. Maybe I leaned in too fast. Too much trust, too much honesty, too much opening up right out of the gate. But looking back, the math never adds up; the vulnerability was always lopsided. It was just me being an idiot and acting naive.
On the flip side, the people where things were awkward at first? Those people where we had to work through some friction, maybe a misunderstanding or just a general lack of vibe during the introduction... those are the people I actually have solid relationships with today.
It’s clear to me now that we actually put in the work to understand and accept one another. That mutual effort to build a friendship means a hell of a lot more to me than those "easy" connections built on empty promises and words that clearly carry zero weight for them.
I don't have a massive circle of friends, but honestly, I'm fine with that. I’d much rather give 100% of my time and myself to a couple of real people than try to please a crowd of a hundred individuals who couldn't care less about me if their lives depended on it.
I used to have this mindset where I wouldn't expect anything in return—just give everything I had and ask for nothing. Well, that bit me in the ass more than a few times. Now, I just cut my losses. If I see a relationship—any kind of relationship—heading in the wrong direction, or if I realize I'm the only one trying to keep the engine running, I walk. I’d much rather be alone than feel lonely while standing right next to someone else.
I don't let people in easily, and once they're in, they aren't easy to shake. I tell people that upfront. But even then, one small thing—if it's real enough—can tear my guard down or slam it shut again. And when it's down? I'm the type of person who would take a bullet or a knife to the throat for you.
If someone decides to screw me over or play me for a fool, I’ll endure it for a little while. Mostly because I'm still stupid enough to care about someone who acts like they give a damn. I’ll take it and take it, but eventually, I snap. And when I do, there is no turning back. I don't just burn the bridge; I blow it up, douse the wreckage in gasoline, and once it's just a pile of ash, I sweep it up and bury it like it never existed.
My feelings for that person might never truly vanish, but once I figure out who they really are and how they operate... the second chance is gone. Forever.
We can be civil. I’ll step in if you need help with something, sure. But the friendship? The trust? That part is dead and buried.
Look, I know I can be difficult. But if I’m willing to accept someone exactly as they are, flaws and all—and if those flaws don't bother me (hell, sometimes I even find them endearing)—then I won't let that person dump their frustrations or their guilt onto me just because they messed up.
I’m not afraid of my own company, and I’ve never needed anyone in my life. But there are certain people I wanted to share it with—the highs, the lows, the laughter, and the silence. Unfortunately, those same people only needed me for a specific purpose or a specific timeframe. And once that time was up, they moved on.
People distance themselves and pretend they don't care, even when they're dying to connect. They're terrified of showing their vulnerable side or letting their true face show because they think nobody will want them that way. Fear turns us into the worst possible versions of ourselves.
I think that’s why I clicked so well with the people who were hard to get along with initially. They showed me their real selves right away. They were angry, frustrated, maybe even arrogant. But I was able to see past the armor and recognize the actual person underneath. Every day, I discover a new virtue or a new flaw that makes that person even more real to me.
Trust is incredibly hard to build, but it only takes one tiny thing to watch it all go up in smoke. It all comes down to how we react when someone tests us or pokes us exactly where it hurts the most.😁