Sickening revelation…
It’s always hard to grasp the concept that sometimes, everything is not as it seems. It’s a simple fact in life that deceipt and façades are put in place regularly to trick you into believing something that really is not the case at all. When such an act occurs, when something or someone purposefully goes to extents to pretend, ultimately there will come a time when that wall will come down and new scenes and pictures are revealed, like a beautiful garden behind a grotty graffitied wall. Sadly though, the case with which this small blog is concerned is not so heartwarming – rather it was like being punched in the gut. A betrayal.
My Mother has always told me, having personally been subjected to multiple cases of such an atrocity from those who are meant to care, that betrayal is not a betrayal on yourself but on the other person. As a consequence of their actions, they end up losing a friend, family member, or perhaps a job through such a lack of consideration and respect, while in the process of doing so they hurt others. It is, as my Mother has said, such an act that shows you exactly who that person is and to what extent they consider you.
Recent events in my personal life have led me to experience such a betrayal. While petty in comparison to many such scenarios in the many lives of many people, nonetheless, there was a betrayal. A close friend of mine… actually… hold on a second, let us rewind that. Someone I used to consider a “close friend” has, as recently as yesterday, shown her true colours to me through such a simple thing as a mis-sent text to the unlikely person possible, the very person the text was about… myself.
The ongoing problems between us, which to my knowledge seemed to have been all but cleared up with some remaining dregs of bother, came to a head on her part and as a result of such a childish outlook on things of equal ridiculousness, she has lost me as a friend.
Friendship is something I hold dear to me, and after several years of problems throughout my high school years was I came to value it so much more through the removal of aforementioned teenage façades of those who I thought cared.
I have come to learn that someone should hold respect, care, loyalty and concern for another, be it a family member or a friend. Loyalty, honesty and trust are three things which are core to friendship and without them it will not last. I would hope that if something is on someone’s mind, above all else that they could approach me and speak about it, to settle out the kinks and to rectify the issues. Of course, sometimes petty problems are but an misunderstanding and as such can be easily sorted.
Alas, such a thing is a rarity. As in this case, at one point in time one of those traits has waxed and waned, faltering underneath the entire structure and as such it has come crashing to the ground. To make it much worse, doubt sets in and one begins to wonder whether there are other masks being worn - who is in on the same scenario? What gets spoken behind your back? Who pretends to be a friend when really there is no such existence of a bond? What do they honestly think of you?
Unfortunately, not everyone is as honest as I, personally, like to be. As such, friendships will continue to fall as quickly as they were constructed and those absolutely crucial questions will remain unasked and, sadly, unanswered. However, one encouraging thought is this: at some point, the true colours will shine and be it for the better or the worse is something that will determine the course that those bonds will take. To strengthen, or to break.
