What is wrong with me

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Bang my face all night long big boy?
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varktjop said:
I met my best friend "M" in Standard 2 but only really became best friends in Std 8. He was friendliest, most compassionate person I have ever known. This friendship was the pinnacle of any friendship I ever had. After school I was living in another city for university and only saw M maybe once a month. But I would lose contact with him 5 years after school and I was completely wrecked.

M actually phoned me to inform me that he is holding a farewell party because he was moving to UK the following week. I was shocked and in denial. How did he plan all this withouth saying a word before?
I did not attend the party because I could not handle the sorrow. I hoped that he was lying. You need a boat load of cash to emigrate because that was what all the expat experts told me at university.

I tried to phone him eventually to no avail and went back to hometown and found that M's flat was empty. His cell had been disconnected. I started phoning another friend "D" that I know saw M every day.
D's phone went straight to voicemail. I drove to D's house but could not find him. I phoned D every day for weeks hoping he would answer but then his number was disconnected as well. They were both gone.

Tentative was on repeat for years, I was spiralling out of control.

Over the years I became severely depressed and barely managed to finish my degree, and surprisingly found a job at a software developer. One night I remembered that M once mentioned his email address.
I shot out an email and waited for what seemed like ages.

But he actually responded within minutes. It had been 4 years after M disappeared and I found him. After a brief conversation it seemed he was living the good life in UK, married with children.
But I got the feeling that he was not really interested in chatting and I left it at that.

I was really sad that M was able to just move on. I was not able to do the same and just became a very sad person, severely depressed still.

Today, 15 years after my mate left for UK I found him on facebook. This would make it easier right, with the meme-sharing and all? I tried to tread lightly at first but then pretty much bombarded him with questions. Where do you live, where do you work, how are the kids, where is a nice place to stay if I come to visit...

M's responses were pretty meh. Neutral at best. I just could not understand why and it made me so sad. I lit up a fat joint while studying his photos and by using landmarks and the UK yellow pages managed to locate
his exact address... and uhm.. his in-laws' address. And their best friend's address. Definitely not possible without pot.

With my new-found insight of the phat rolled doobie I put myself in M's shoes to try and make sense of it all. It then hit me like a ton of bricks. While he may have been *my* best friend, that does not mean that I was *his* best friend. Pothead travels back in time to find someone from our little group that maybe could have seen *me* as a best friend. Like a role reverse of sorts. I did manage
to find one and yikes with a capital Y. If that person contacted me like this I would be creeped tf out.

I am a donkeybrain with a certificate to prove it. Bawling my eyes out when I realized that my best friend was never my best friend.

My new myBB best friends, what is wrong with me?
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Give M the D then Y2K
 
varktjop said:
I met my best friend "M" in Standard 2 but only really became best friends in Std 8. He was friendliest, most compassionate person I have ever known. This friendship was the pinnacle of any friendship I ever had. After school I was living in another city for university and only saw M maybe once a month. But I would lose contact with him 5 years after school and I was completely wrecked.

M actually phoned me to inform me that he is holding a farewell party because he was moving to UK the following week. I was shocked and in denial. How did he plan all this withouth saying a word before?
I did not attend the party because I could not handle the sorrow. I hoped that he was lying. You need a boat load of cash to emigrate because that was what all the expat experts told me at university.

I tried to phone him eventually to no avail and went back to hometown and found that M's flat was empty. His cell had been disconnected. I started phoning another friend "D" that I know saw M every day.
D's phone went straight to voicemail. I drove to D's house but could not find him. I phoned D every day for weeks hoping he would answer but then his number was disconnected as well. They were both gone.

Tentative was on repeat for years, I was spiralling out of control.

Over the years I became severely depressed and barely managed to finish my degree, and surprisingly found a job at a software developer. One night I remembered that M once mentioned his email address.
I shot out an email and waited for what seemed like ages.

But he actually responded within minutes. It had been 4 years after M disappeared and I found him. After a brief conversation it seemed he was living the good life in UK, married with children.
But I got the feeling that he was not really interested in chatting and I left it at that.

I was really sad that M was able to just move on. I was not able to do the same and just became a very sad person, severely depressed still.

Today, 15 years after my mate left for UK I found him on facebook. This would make it easier right, with the meme-sharing and all? I tried to tread lightly at first but then pretty much bombarded him with questions. Where do you live, where do you work, how are the kids, where is a nice place to stay if I come to visit...

M's responses were pretty meh. Neutral at best. I just could not understand why and it made me so sad. I lit up a fat joint while studying his photos and by using landmarks and the UK yellow pages managed to locate
his exact address... and uhm.. his in-laws' address. And their best friend's address. Definitely not possible without pot.

With my new-found insight of the phat rolled doobie I put myself in M's shoes to try and make sense of it all. It then hit me like a ton of bricks. While he may have been *my* best friend, that does not mean that I was *his* best friend. Pothead travels back in time to find someone from our little group that maybe could have seen *me* as a best friend. Like a role reverse of sorts. I did manage
to find one and yikes with a capital Y. If that person contacted me like this I would be creeped tf out.

I am a donkeybrain with a certificate to prove it. Bawling my eyes out when I realized that my best friend was never my best friend.

My new myBB best friends, what is wrong with me?
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Firstly, awesome reference to It's always sunny in Philadelphia:ROFL:

Secondly, get the fook off Facebook. You are looking at the highlight reels to other peoples lives. It will obviously make you more depressed.

A lot of what you are feeling is made up by you own mind. That's why text is a terrible means of communication. You can't maintain a relationship over text. Call the dude if you want to speak to him.

I don't think you are gay. You just formed unrealistic expectations of what the friendship was. It happens a lot to introverts. They "imprint" on one person. I also don't have a best friend but I do have people I can talk to. You need to find people you can talk to. It can also be family. Most people are in the same situation these days. There is nothing wrong with you. Society is just that way at the moment.

My new myBB best friends, what is wrong with you?
 
randomcat said:
Firstly, awesome reference to It's always sunny in Philadelphia:ROFL:

Secondly, get the fook off Facebook. You are looking at the highlight reels to other peoples lives. It will obviously make you more depressed.

A lot of what you are feeling is made up by you own mind. That's why text is a terrible means of communication. You can't maintain a relationship over text. Call the dude if you want to speak to him.

I don't think you are gay. You just formed unrealistic expectations of what the friendship was. It happens a lot to introverts. They "imprint" on one person. I also don't have a best friend but I do have people I can talk to. You need to find people you can talk to. It can also be family. Most people are in the same situation these days. There is nothing wrong with you. Society is just that way at the moment.

My new myBB best friends, what is wrong with you?
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If he wants a MyBB "best" friend,he can get it. @varktjop its Januworry, can you lend your best friend a zero interest loan of R100 000 repayable a hundred years from now?
 
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