I think I have a very funny friendship going on, if we are all still considered friends...

You see, I used to have a group of friends. We used to hang out all the time together, even when we had started working and going our separate ways. Then one day, a conflict broke out between me and another girl and things are never the same anymore. Even after I had tried to make peace, it just seemed that quietly, I have been dropped by the entire group, even if the conflict was only between me and the girl.

Some time ago, they started a group blog where everyone wrote on the same blog. Well, not everyone; I did not. But I was not the only one who did not. In any case, I also began to see that they have moved on with life without me. Just like that. I was never called for any gatherings anymore. Invitations to my place are always 'politely' turned down, whatever the reasons may be. I stopped asking after the last one.

I just think that you cannot say I did not try. Because I did.

So what is the issue here? Well, after telling myself no point reading their writings if it does not involve me anymore, I 'tuned' in today and found that a new picture had been posted. And I was in the picture.

I just find it ironic and kind of an insult. What is the point of finding a picture that had me in it when it seems quite clear that I am not of the group anymore?

Am I petty? Not that I know of. I am just bewildered at the status of the situation.

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Today I received another of Life's lessons.

You really cannot pre-empt who sees you as important and who really does not care.

I was surprised this evening when I received text messages from someone who wanted to meet me because she was in low spirits. I had not felt needed by someone else for a long time. Irony is she was also feeling redundant. Reality is she actually has two beautiful children who thinks the world of her. I have not any body.

And she is a lady in her forties. Kind of late and weird to be feeling insecure at this age.
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I hate to think and say this, but the truth is:

Love yourself, for you never know when others will stop loving you. If you cannot see yourself as being important to you, when others stop caring, you will be lost.