When I Need A Pick Me Up, by my friend Ryan King

Saturday, December 29, 2007

Missouri Flashback

Well, I might be losing a little sleep tonight.

Back when I lived in Missouri, and I strove to become a part of a community out there, I had opened myself to them and entrusted them with my goals and desires.

I don't think I've learned to take full responsibility for my choices out there yet, but I simply must. I'm responsible for opening myself to them and trusting them. It had nothing to do with them--it was my choice to go and my choice to stay as long as I did.

Still, it was painful each time one of those who I trusted would reveal in a small or subtle way just what was really going on inside them were I was concerned. How a casual comment would uncover the wall that they had constructed between me and their lives. Or if not a casual comment, a bold declaration of opinion. Something delivered with conviction that both drew a line in the sand between us, and called into question the validity of anything I regarded as integral.

I guess I have to learn to accept that all my views, even the most important, most defining views that I hold fast to will not be shared--will even be diametrically opposed by people I hold in the highest regard. I'm a little confused, but I guess that they can or have accepted me too, even though they may have been thinking some pretty radically oppositional thoughts.

It just came like a gut punch. I just thought we had more in common.


Vi vi vi vooom!!!!!!!! said...

mate, it's 5 in the morning in the uk, I'm suffering from jet lag, and I read this a couple of times, but it's just not registering in my over tired brain, so I'd just like to take this opportunity to wiah you a happy new year! (I nearly typed xmas then, that's how spaced out I am!)

Alan said...

No worries. It's about me remembering the fact that serious disagreements happen, and friendships can still survive when they do.