Was woken at 11.30pm by a phone call from my best friend, telling me about a tragedy that was unfolding in a seedy bar in Wanchai, and how he was going to play the game twice as hard, just to survive, there was nothing I could do to change the situation, it was all under his control.
Why he rang me at that time I don't know. My patience was thin (I had been having a delightful dream) as he and I have been discussing for months some of the choices he has made, whilst he knows I disapprove of some of them he also know that he has my unconditionally love and affection, I love him INSPITE of his choices, not because of the way he is living his life.
That he could throw away options a, b and c and go with option d, even when she had proved herself so untrustworthiness in EVERY sense of the word just makes me grit my teeth. But its his life. The problem is that now things have reached the stage where I am the only person that sees all of his galaxy, where as everyone else is just on one world or another. When the life choices he makes are so far removed from every trait I look for in other friends and partners its difficult.
I get frustrated that he is living his life like this, not able to follow the potential of any one world but spend so much effort in making sure they don't collide. Yes, he is and has been a wonderful friend to me, my best friend in the world but if he and I were in a relationship then everyone I know and who loves me would be urging me to cut him adrift.
Do I look at the times he has made upset by his choices and weigh them against the evenings where we have lost all sense of time and talked into the early hours? Or do I just sit back and watch as he self destruct! I've told him a hundred times that I will be there to pick up the pieces when the 'Big Bang' does occur. I suspect I shall just swallow hard and carry on, but ask him not to wake me at 11.30pm with such news, if he needs a safe haven then of course he can call, if he needs someone to listen while he tries to talk through the decisions that he has put of making then I will be there. But to hear him revel in the game that upsets me in the cold light of day was not a good idea.
Discombobulated: To be thrown into a state of confusion.
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