It’s the 21st century, if your friend doesn’t send a meme without any context at random intervals, are they really your friend?
It’s what? Over.
I had a friend that moved very far away. We stayed in touch for a while. But he was very busy running a business and raising a special needs toddler with his wife so contact became sporadic. At first I was very understanding and would repeatedly initiate contact that generally, but not always, seemed to well received. After a year or two, I pretty much gave up except for an occasional outreach. I thought that he must be mad at me about something though I couldn’t imagine what. After a year or so of minimal contact, I learned that he was suffering from, and hiding, crippling depression. I found out because he hanged himself.
If you care for the person, put in the fucking effort. You don’t know what’s going on in their life. I will never forgive myself for not trying harder.
I’m sorry for your loss internet friend.
I am sorry for your loss but, you are not responsible for troubles of others. You tried for a year or two. That’s a lot. It seems you went further for that friend than most people would. Sometimes, we are not able to help others, no matter how hard we try.
I know it’s not my place to say that but I’ve seen people I know get hit with the same kind of guilt, slowly but surely tearing at them and I don’t really want anyone else to be in this place.
You are right, but we shouldn’t compare ourselves to “most people.” The bar is WAY too low especially in modern day hypercapitalist, narcissistic, cold, uncaring countries. If we are going to compare ourselves to “most people,” at least recognize the context we are in. Most human earth citizens throughout history (and pre-history) are NOT AT ALL the same as the people of 1930s Germany or the late Roman empire, or this 250 year experiment we call the USA. Let’s compare yourselves to the good examples of people/tribes of the world, if we must compare ourselves to anyone.
Plus, he was living elsewhere, running a business and raising a special needs toddler. Any one of those and it would be reasonable to think that he might just have too much on his plate to maintain the friendship.
Thank you, needed that
You may have done something very good with this comment
I’m glad that I may have helped. I hope I did.
There are like 3 people in my life who will initiate.
The bank when my credit card is overdue, the nice man selling extended car warranties, and those Mormon missionaries I fed that one time.
Lucky.
No, I’m not. Just because you are mire isolated than me, does not mean I am lucky.
what’s an ideal number of people you consider to be sufficient? just curious
I don’t have one. I find questions like this to be inflammatory.
Edit: seems a number of people think there is a specific number of freinds you need to be happy.
I used to have no one in my life who’d initiate, and was quite happy with that. So from my perspective, 3 does sound like a good number of friends willing to keep you in their circle, but of course we don’t know the first thing about you or your circumstances. What is it about those 3 people that makes it feel like their effort isn’t enough to stop your feelings of isolation? I assume if it’s not about quantity, it’s about quality. Am I on the mark, or is it something else you find unsatisfactory?
Super weird response imo. There’s nothing wrong with prefering more people to check in, you don’t need a specific number
And that’s what I’m trying to get across.
im not sure why you found it inflammatory as it was a genuine question. regardless, apologies
Take a moment to think about that.
Edit: love when I don’t set a standard for something without a standard and people don’t use critical thinkg.
thought about it. I’m still unsure because I was trying to have a conversation and compare numbers, but no need to elaborate I dont want to offend you further
I’ve long had a problem with not wanting to initiate contact with anyone. People understandably get the idea that I’m not interested or have something better to be doing.
I can’t help being evasive sometimes and not allowing myself to make real connections with anyone. I think I’m harbouring some deep shame about myself and aspects of my life that I don’t want to tell anyone about.
Wow are you me?
i’m just tired boss and my lamp burned out so i’m spillilng my salsa everywhere
edit fuck dammit
that was a joke then i spilled my salsa
You want your friend group to have a person with a strong back and a pickup, a white square looking person to talk to cops and bouncers, someone good with computers, someone who can cook, someone who knows where the parties are, and, most importantly, you need the glue person.
Texting and organizing and remembering birthdays and who can’t eat gluten and stuff is effort and it’s easier for some people than others.
Most people do not like making decisions. Having one person who does the deciding of “we will be friends who stay in touch” is actually really important.
You need the music person too! The one that plays good music that everyone likes and is fresh, and hums or makes music themselves if there is none else.
I’m all but two of those.
It’s taking to cops, isn’t it?
As a one-person friend group, I have to fill every niche.
Now imagine if both parties thought like this
Phone works both ways.
Youve missed the point entirely
Yes, it does.
So why doesn’t the other person ever bother picking theirs up first for a change?
Depends on the person, I think. I hate my phone, and keep it as a requirement to stay connected in a modern world.
The knock-on effect of that is that I’m constantly overdrawn, and have little energy for the ppl who reach out to me, nvm the ppl I’m now supposed to reach out to.
Just my experience but I don’t think totally invalid
Two to beam down.
Nods at you
My mom guilts me over not maintaining a better relationship with my brother, but he will never ever call or text first, despite the fact we used to be really close.
She wants us to have that again, but we are both adults now and my duty of looking out for my kid brother is done. He can make his own choices and I’m always happy to talk to him.
It’s hard not to draw uncharitable conclusions when people you considered friends don’t reach out.
They may be struggling, but that’s an explanation not an excuse. The sadness experienced by the person who never gets called, never gets invited, and feels forgotten, is real.
You think about what they do spend time on. Who they do call. It invites comparison. Why did they invite them but not me? Do they not like me? Was it something I said? It’s impossible to know. They might not know themselves.
I follow a guideline of “follow their behavior, and if you have extra emotional energy then model the behavior you want to see”. If they reach out sometimes, I’ll reach out sometimes. If they don’t, I don’t, until I feel like I have the extra energy to risk them blowing me off or whatever.
Me: texts every so often, putting thought into each message.
Friend: responds with “thumbs up” or reactions, but no words.
Me, after the 15th time this happens: ”Well I guess we’re done talking to each other.”
Just start saying gradually more and more insane stuff.
“The cutest puppy just ate my sandwich”
“Omg I just lost my exclamation point”
“The cutest puppy just ate my face”
“I just met a leprechaun”
“The cutest puppy and I just had dinner”
Gotta go more unhinged than that. Send shit like, “Homie and I just smashed hella antelope with the drive thru chick at an Arby’s in Montana”
Then follow that up with “it seemed impossible but we’re gonna have babies but we need to antelope to Wisconsin”
If both are extraverts, then not initiating contact possibly means that person doesn’t want to be friends anymore. Which is fine, sometimes it’s better for a friendship to end.
If one is an introvert, then them initiating much less might not mean anything.
If both are introverts, then not getting messages or calls about banal things may be preferable for both, making them ideal friends.
I am very introverted. Mostly happy by myself, got divorced last year. I rarely hit anyone up. But my friends call or text, sometimes a lot. Sometimes I have to hurt their feelings like I can’t talk for an hour on the phone, I got shit to do.
My friends, a couple, showed up at my house yesterday and practically demanded I go to a park with them. I kept declining they kept asking. I’m so glad I went, it was wonderful springtime sun, barefoot in the grass, dirt, even the mud. I had been cooped up in the house for four days doing recertifications. Good people. I am lucky.
