{"id":790,"date":"2015-06-05T15:18:14","date_gmt":"2015-06-05T15:18:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/howgreatthoupart\/?p=790"},"modified":"2015-06-05T15:18:14","modified_gmt":"2015-06-05T15:18:14","slug":"the-kind-of-friend-i-am","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/howgreatthoupart\/2015\/06\/the-kind-of-friend-i-am.html","title":{"rendered":"The Kind of Friend I am"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It is late. I fidget as I try to fall asleep..picking up my phone here and there. This is my new routine. This is what the stress of divorce has done to my nights. <\/p>\n<p>A text pops up. <\/p>\n<p>I read it and tell myself not to cry. It&#8217;s not a bad text. <\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s actually a friendship text only it&#8217;s a middle of the road text and frankly, this isn&#8217;t a middle of the road divorce. I just don&#8217;t wish to speak about the overt aspects of it. Simply and vaguely put&#8230;I was raised with a strong, simple and unquestionable, value system. There is right and there is wrong and there are no exceptions to that. Divorce; therefore, is not an excuse for bad behavior. This divorce has brought such unexpected behavior and consequences, that I often wonder if I would have retained an attorney had I known what would happen when I did so.<\/p>\n<p>I put my phone down and bury my head into the pillow.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Don&#8217;t cry,&#8221; I say to myself. &#8220;Do not cry &#8211; enough is enough! No more tears!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I think about my friend &#8216;Crystal.&#8217; One day when &#8216;Crystal&#8217; was worried about something her mother said, &#8220;Crystal, DO NOT let those people hurt you anymore.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I remind myself of this mantra as I have many times before because it&#8217;s simple, direct and spoken from the heart of a mother. One who knew her daughter needed to self-protect her heart. I think my mom would have said something quite similar.<\/p>\n<p>I text Crystal. She calls.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You need to just not let it bother you and accept people for who they are,&#8221; says &#8216;Crystal.&#8217; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Crystal&#8217; is trying to make me feel better. I know she is saying a version of what her mother told her to me. That in order to not be hurt, I must recognize that a person is who they are, accept that and not let them hurt me.<\/p>\n<p>I hang up the phone. Thankfully, &#8216;Crystal&#8217; has made me feel better.<\/p>\n<p>I start thinking about our conversation&#8230;about how my whole life I was actually strong and confident enough to accept those I loved for who they are.<\/p>\n<p>Therein, lies the irony. I did like and accept people for who they are. When I was happy, I just didn&#8217;t have the emotional vulnerability to really need people so it was easy. In sadness, the emotional need is great and I need people more and I need them to be the best I always saw in them. <\/p>\n<p>I start to fight the tears again. The sadness is making me see a few people more clearly.<\/p>\n<p>I spent years looking beyond some bad behavior or personality traits and<br \/>\nstill seeing someone for who they truly are &#8211; Now when I behaved badly, a few don&#8217;t seem to have the ability to see beyond mine. So painful! Because when you love someone you always still see the best in them. You always remember who they are!<\/p>\n<p>The tears well up again. The text once again frustrates me. I feel myself shouting out internally. <\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t you recognize me?<br \/>\nI am still the same person!<br \/>\nCan&#8217;t you see that!<br \/>\nCan&#8217;t you see the truth?<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t you still love me even though you may not like me right now?<br \/>\nWon&#8217;t you still fight for me?<br \/>\nHow can you be standing in the middle of the road?<\/p>\n<p>If my temporary sadness makes you uncertain of the truth and who I still am &#8211; Please know that it happened because I loved another person so much that I didn&#8217;t walk away soon enough. There was no malice, no intent in my self-destruction.<\/p>\n<p>I know. I know. I should have walked away sooner while you still saw things clearly &#8211; both me and the truth. Before it became clouded by staying too long and truths being rewritten.<\/p>\n<p>Only here&#8217;s the thing. I never imagined that I married someone who didn&#8217;t love me enough and would not fight for us.<\/p>\n<p>I kept waiting for him to come around. I kept recognizing him. I kept believing he was the same person. I kept seeing the truth in him overall. I kept loving him even though I didn&#8217;t like him. I kept fighting for him.<\/p>\n<p>This is the kind of friend that I am.<br \/>\nI will always love you for exactly who you are.<\/p>\n<p>If I know you. I will not forget you. I will not fail to recognize you even at your worst. I will always believe in you and your truth. I will always love you even when I may not like you. I will always fight for you.<\/p>\n<p>I will never be in the middle of the road.<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/howgreatthoupart\/files\/2015\/06\/shareasimage-32.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/wp-media.beliefnet.com\/sites\/374\/2015\/06\/shareasimage-32-300x233.jpg\" alt=\"shareasimage-32\" width=\"300\" height=\"233\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-793\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nFollow me on Facebook @Colleen Sheehy Orme<br \/>\non Twitter @colleenorme<br \/>\non Pinterest @colleensheehyorme<br \/>\nE-mail: Colleen.Sheehy.Orme@gmail.com<br \/>\nwww.colleensheehyorme.com<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It is late. I fidget as I try to fall asleep..picking up my phone here and there. This is my new routine. This is what the stress of divorce has done to my nights. A text pops up. I read it and tell myself not to cry. It&#8217;s not a bad text. 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