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Hm. Have you ever been completely and utterly annoyed with every single person you've ever met all at one time? Even people who I claim(ed) to love are slowly beginning to grind away at my patience/power not to hurt someone.
I'm slowly going to excommunicate from my group of friends.
On accident.
I can feel it coming.

I was in this situation. Don't worry, unless you do it to yourself it's not going to happen. Just try not to listen to depressing music for TOO long, and look for some form of closure from the actual person of your interest.

@d20s: Yeah. Do you have friends named Alex or something?

I regularly cut off contact to friends, so much that you can probably count them on one hand now. I'd like to say it's because I'm overreacting, but a lot of them are just dicks.

Really?



Yeah. I'd have to say that I do this too.

I'm well liked and have a wide circle of acquaintances that I don't really care about. I might have two real friends at most right now, and I'm leaning more towards half of that.

I try not to even get to know dicks, and most of the people that I have gotten to know have disappointed me in some way in the past year, but hey, there are always more people. I have exceptionally high hidden standards for the people in my life though. So that largely factors into it.

I think the main problem is where I live. All the friends I've been cutting off are ones I've had for ten years or more. Adulthood comes and you find out people are just poor imitations of their parents, particularly the ones that were always "I hate them so much!" when we were younger. It really upsets me when they seem so content to settle into the whole 9-to-5 life. It seems like they're missing something vitally important from life experience. Maybe I expect too much of people, but I feel like my friends should be inspiring me, like I try and do for them. A lot of them are scared by the prospect of being poor but happy.

In my opinion, any intelligent person can be successful in any position that they're passionate about. Things tend to work out for people that know how to think, and while some spend years trying to prepare for a decent paying job, the good ones usually just find one naturally. I truly despise the whole 9-5 concept. It's absolutely absurd that people can be so fickle about the rest of their lives. I'd gladly take the lack of a 9-5, guaranteed check job to do something that I truly love, and I know it'll work out, because I fit into that second category of people.

The real obstacle in friendship for me personally is to realize that some things can't last forever, and that people get busy doing things that they are truly passionate about. Things change, people change, and it's only a matter of time before you're gripped by that helpless sense of nostalgia.

I'm glad, however, that I never really chose anyone that was so infatuated with their future, career wise. All of the people that I truly can say that I have gotten to know inspire me, and continue to do so, even if things have changed. There's always going to be that bond of friendship, because people go through REAL s**t together, and that's what being friends is all about. Actively building meaning, together.

Nice work, Hect.
I can tend to find those easily in a person upon our first meeting.
Self-confidence, intelligence, and so on.
So I do tend to base the amount of meetings I could stand having with said person upon my first impression.
Usually everyone gets at least 1 more meeting, and people who I enjoyed the first time will get the label of acquaintance until the second meeting in which I determine between them staying acquaintances or whether I want them to become more. (This being anywhere from friend to lover to significant other.)
Like you, I saw the intense amount of intelligence and decided I could stand you at the very least, and then upon reading quite a few more enthralling posts I decided I could more than likely enjoy your company/learn something from you.
So you became an okay person.
Whereas my friend Shervan who upon first meeting was okay, and had a similar taste in music to me. So I decided he got a few chances. He then sat by me for the next week in my history class and I decided he was a very cool person. Increasing status to friend.
We have known eachother for a year now and I consider him a close friend. He and I tend to disagree on things because of religion, but we remain close friends through the dispute through our love of music.

It's complicated and wordy, but that's the process.
You asked for it, though.