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Jun. 14th, 2005 01:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thejunipertreeI am fiercely loyal to my friends. To a fault, some might even say. I have been known to be incredibly angry with someone, then defend them in the next breath. It is just how I am and it has caused numerous arguements with the Engineer, as he is more of the 'shoot first, ask questions later (if at all)' type.
However, once you're out, you stay out.
Once someone has crossed that final line in the sand, there is no turning back. And it normally takes quite a bit of pushing to get over that line. I am, after all, fairlyapathetic laid back. If that line is breeched, and it takes an incredible amount of bullshit for me to get to that point, I will never share air space with that person ever again (except, perhaps, for funerals that we both attend and then that person will be ignored more than they have ever been ignored before in their entire life).
In the past handful of years, I have completely written off five people (with a sixth one currently skating around the edge). You won't find mention of the why, how or when in my journal, filtered entries or the public ones, because I frequently keep my own counsel on matters such as this. It pained me to do it, because I hate throwing in the towel, but in all those cases, it needed to be done. My limits of understanding and friendship had been reached, sometimes the thread of my friendship was so frayed and tattered, that it was moreso a friendship in theory, rather then in fact.
Their actions or behaviour was deemed unforgivable, fucked up and just plain wrong. No apology will ever change it.
However, once you're out, you stay out.
Once someone has crossed that final line in the sand, there is no turning back. And it normally takes quite a bit of pushing to get over that line. I am, after all, fairly
In the past handful of years, I have completely written off five people (with a sixth one currently skating around the edge). You won't find mention of the why, how or when in my journal, filtered entries or the public ones, because I frequently keep my own counsel on matters such as this. It pained me to do it, because I hate throwing in the towel, but in all those cases, it needed to be done. My limits of understanding and friendship had been reached, sometimes the thread of my friendship was so frayed and tattered, that it was moreso a friendship in theory, rather then in fact.
Their actions or behaviour was deemed unforgivable, fucked up and just plain wrong. No apology will ever change it.
