{"id":1078,"date":"2008-08-07T16:12:29","date_gmt":"2008-08-07T22:12:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/?p=1078"},"modified":"2008-12-14T09:02:02","modified_gmt":"2008-12-14T15:02:02","slug":"my-story-loss-of-a-friendship","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/2008\/08\/07\/my-story-loss-of-a-friendship\/","title":{"rendered":"My Story: Loss of a friendship"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"0.5in;\"><span style=\"Times New Roman;\">Have you ever had the feeling of knowing that you\u2019re surrounded by people all day and still feeling like you just don\u2019t exist?<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>That\u2019s the feeling that I\u2019m surrounded with today, although I can\u2019t quite pin point why.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>My boss has been on my ass all day about all this work done for the auditors, but I feel like I\u2019m doing nothing more than just existing for no specific purpose today.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>But I have a hard time understand that because it\u2019s not like I\u2019m in a bad mood, or have had bad or negative happen to me recently.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>It just feels like I\u2019m just here\u2026 and there\u2019s really no rhyme or reason for it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"0.5in;\"><span style=\"Times New Roman;\">I have to go to bowling tonight.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>I suppose I don\u2019t really have to, but I pay for it whether or not I show up.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>I used to enjoy bowling tremendously, but now it\u2019s just something that seems to get me out of my apartment one day a week.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>I\u2019m not an excellent bowler by any means, but I have gotten my average up to about a 170 right now, which is pretty good considering my back.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>I am happy there are only a few more weeks to this league that I\u2019m on.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>I had chosen to join this summer league because a good friend of mine at the time thought it would be fun if we both had something to do together once a week, and we had met each other through bowling.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>Now that there has been a demise to our friendship, it\u2019s just not all that interesting anymore.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>We just kind of sit there and stare each other, looking at a person that we were once so close with and now have nothing left to say or to share.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>It\u2019s depressing, but it\u2019s the truth.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>It\u2019s interesting how you can be so close with a person for so long and then in one instance not even know who they are.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>I miss the fun we used to have, but the drama that ensued from the friendship is no longer a necessary part of my life.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>I feel bad for her, I know she has a very rough road ahead.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>But sometimes I think people are just meant to be a part of your life as stepping stone.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>In this case, we were both a stepping stone for each other.<span style=\"yes;\">\u00a0 <\/span>Which is a blessing, and a curse\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Have you ever had the feeling of knowing that you\u2019re surrounded by people all day and still feeling like you just don\u2019t exist?\u00a0 That\u2019s the feeling that I\u2019m surrounded with today, although I can\u2019t quite pin point why.\u00a0 My boss has been on my ass all day about all this work done for the auditors, 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