garden granny wrote:Ladies I can speak to this one from the other side. I have been the friend that has been going through and simply stopped talking to people, even my closest friend. What I can say in regard to the fact that she seems to need space is that she most likely does need space. Sometimes when you're going through things especially when it has to do with your man be it your boyfriend, or your husband, there are things that happen, words that are said, situations that to be honest, you just don't want, or need to share. Sometimes it is due to embarassment, sometimes disbelief, sometimes confusion. In relationships whether most sistas admit it or not, things happen and you find yourself going through things that you never in a million years thought you would experience, nobody can hurt you like the people you love the most. In my case my man at the time said and done some things to me that I simply could not tell ANYBODY. You need time to make decisions, and lick your wounds. She'll come around once she is better, right now it's not about your friendship or anyone else she may just need time to find herself again. Be a friend and give her the time and space she obviously needs, then be there for her when she calls. That is the kind of friend she needs.
Sistas! All of your posts ring so very true in my heart . . . But, Garden Granny, I felt your words resounding in my spirit! Been there, done that! I have been on both sides of this fence, perhaps too many times. But, I truly know how it feels to be going through a time in your life where you just don't want to talk to anyone, especially your sistagirl -- who will not hesitate to tell you just like it 't-i-s!' She probably is right! But, at the time, you can't bare to hear her words of wisdom. She probably has all the right answers, but your pain is so intense, you cannot bare to hear them at that time.
I remember when I was waaay out there. Let's just say, I went over the fence, and my sista knew that. She warned me that she was hurting inside because of my erroneous ways. I was gambling like a fool, and I was on the verge of losing everything. I had a new habit, and it was overtaking me. I couldn't seem to see how much it was hurting her, but, this was my life, wasn't it? I didn't want nobody telling me how to live my life. As a matter of fact, I was sick of people telling me how to run my life! Where were they when I needed them anyway? I was going through a phase where I was in mourning, in pain, and didn't know which way was up. Gambling seemed to numb my sense of awareness. It was a new thrill, that gave me a feeling of euphoria that I hadn't experienced in a looong while. I didn't have a man, and when I was gambling, who cared? On the flip side, I was risking losing all my money, and my life. Whenever you allow something to take over your mind, body, and spirit, you are in serious danger! I didn't realize how close to death that I was as it progressed over the years. My sista girl couldn't bare to watch me. She pulled away from me. She said that she wouldn't be my enabler. I couldn't call her to pick up my kids when I was late because I was at the casino, and too far to get to the daycare in time. I thought she was just being rude, and uppity, but I know now that she was trying to use tough love on me. I wouldn't listen to her reason, and her wisdom. She always think she know so much anyway! I pulled away from her, and was like, "good riddance!" Just leave me the hell alone! Well, needless to say, after some years, I began to see the aftermath of my years of destructive behavior. I began to see what I had lost. More than money, I lost friends, my credibility, I lost my connection to myself, and I almost lost my mind. It was a downhill spiral that lasted many years before I could find a way out. The only way out was to jump off! I was on the verge of death, and I mean that literally! My sista was there, but she wasn't there . . . I know why. We would talk occasionally, but I wouldn't tell her anything much. If I was in trouble, I wouldn't share with her any details, because I didn't want to hear what she would say. I couldn't bare the "I told you so's!"
But, God . . . God, is able! That is all that I can say. When he puts someone in your life, yes there is a season for all things, but some people are there for specific reasons and assignments. This sista was there to help me to grow, and to help me to be all that God wanted me to be. I could not see it then, because she was so damned "pushy!" She was just too pushy because she loved me just that much. Sometimes, we cannot see in ourselves what others can see. We are not there yet! But, thanks be to God, his mercy, and his grace, that he allows us just enough room to grow. There were a lot of years in between then and now, but I can say, that she didn't go far. She let me have my row, and my space. She let me go, for a time . . . but, when I was ready to talk, she was right there, and all I can say is: Thank God!
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