I miss my friend...
You ever have fuck-ups in your life that stand out as the most serious ones?...
I do...
I've fucked up a lot in my life...
I've been a shitty son...and a shitty brother...and a shitty student...and a shitty teacher...and a shitty team member...and a shitty millions of things in my life...
But the one I really regret...
Was being a shitty friend...boyfriend...and then friend again...to both the very best friend I have had in my life, Brandi...and her husband, Greg...who've I've not even met...and I was shitty to him, I'm afraid...
I'm working on my on-line banking confirmation of information notice in my email...
And I decide to play Darryl Worley's I Miss My Friend...
And I just realized that the one most important fuck-up that I've had in my life...was how shitty I treated Brandi...and Greg...
I was demanding...and pushy...and domineering...and too quick to conflict...
And just, generally, kind of dick...
And it is the most serious mistake, generally, that I have ever made in my life...
Most of the places in my life where I have been shitty have been around being too demanding and pushy and domineering and quick to conflict, I think...
And now that I am at a place in my life where I've gotten pretty good at being a pretty decent guy...
It just becomes so much clearer to me just how hard I was on Brandi...
I found out my grandma had a potentially terminal illness...and I need someone to talk with...because it's devastating me...and I ask Brandi, when she is in Wichita, next, to go talk with my grandma...since Brandi is the friend I have that my grandma seemed to hit it off with the best...I don't get a response...and I go off in an email telling Brandi to get just get her ass over to my grandma's house when she's in Wichita and to stop making everything about me and her and her new marriage...
I'm such a dick, sometimes...
I've been a dick so many times with Brandi I can hardly count them all...at one level...it makes sense...we did talk most days or spend almost every day together for about 5 years...and I still consider her one of the closest friends I've ever had in my life, even if we talk rarely, if at all, these days...
But at another level...
It doesn't matter...
When we're dicks...we're still dicks...and we're still responsible for being dicks...
Most people don't take responsibility for being dicks very well, I don't think...really...it's much of the thesis of my work...
So...I have a policy of no excuses...within reason...there are limits to all of our abilities...no matter how much we might want to transcend them...
I have many things I wish I could have done better in my life...
I wish I could have found a better way for Tom and I to work together during my grad program...where I could finish the program...and not always have Tom on my back about one thing or another, completely oblivious, apparently, that I might be in grad school for my own purposes as well as for the purposes that he might have for me...there's a big part of me that would like to have been more patient with Tom's impatience and pushiness and general lack of appreciation that I was in grad school for reasons bigger than his own dreams and ambitions, even, and that he needed to be humble in the face of that...and not constantly be on my ass...
I wish I could have somehow been a better teacher/role-model/whatever for my friends here in Lawrence that I'm so frustrated with, right now...to somehow get underneath whatever bullshit and cynicism and general denial of how their bullshit affects me, them, and all of our relationships...and how they're ignoring it and covering under layers of drug use did not make it go away...and was seriously hurting our relationship...no matter how much they wanted to wish it away...
I wish I could have been a better brother to my sisters and brother...and a better son to my father...and my mom...while she was with me...and even after...I wish I wouldn't have been such a dick so much of the time...I wish that I could have somehow matured without having to make so many serious mistakes as a child and a young man...
Of course...I and noone can have any of these or similar such wishes about the past come true...it just ain't possible...something that too many people have such a hard time coming to terms with, I think...
But the fuck up I wish I could take back...more than any other that I've made in my life...because it involved someone closer to me than I've ever been close with someone similarly again, since...
Is fucking up my friendship with Brandi...and being shitty to her husband, Greg...who I've never met...and who I'm sure is a good guy, given Brandi's judgment...which...while not as good as mine:):):) (I love giving Brandi shit:):):)...she's very competitive:):):)...so she hates hearing shit like that:):):)LOL:):):)...is pretty good...so I'm sure Greg is good guy:):):)...
I swear to God that I have navigated this and all of my experiences with Brandi (and everyone, really) as well as I possibly could...
But...that just seems to be life, too much of the time...
That our goals in life are perpetually just somewhat beyond our grasp...
And my goal of being a really outstanding friend to Brandi...who really has been a pretty outstanding friend to me -- not as outstanding a friend as I've been to her, of course:):):)...but still pretty outstanding:):):) -- has just been perpetually just outside of my grasp...
Anyway...
This is the fuck up in my life that I regret most...
I miss my friend...
Have a great week, everyone...
Ben