Falling out with friends

Falling out with friends is more traumatic than breakup. Surely, guys come and go but friendships are supposed to last forever, right? Err, wrong. Sometimes, you just have to face the reality. I used to believe so. Somehow, after an incident last year, I have an uncertainty about it. So, what happen when you can’t stand the person who used to be your friends? It never occurred to me to think about it until one day. When I noticed that my friendship with *Dina, one of my best friends, has started to fall apart. We have been together since secondary school up to matriculation. During the semester break, we hardly keep in touch with each other. But, I have no worry about it. We know that we will always be there for each other. Little did I know that I was so wrong. Suddenly it seems like the person you used to share everything with might as well from Mars for all the things you have in common. You might want to fix things but, once you start speaking a different language, there’s not whole lot you can do about it for now. When you became friends with someone, it’s usually because of something you have in common. It could be anything on earth. You feel comfortable with each other and easily open up to your friends. But, if your friend changed, you just don’t have a way to repair it. You can’t change yourself to suit the situation. When my best friend, Dina started to become the person that I hardly knew, I ask myself. Who is that girl? Is she the same person who used to hang out with me at the mall after school? It’s scary when someone you really care about becoming a stranger to you. Friendship fallsout is traumatic. We just don’t expect conflict with our friends. Ask the people around you and they’ll tell you that friends are as important as family. We need friends to keep the connection. To wave goodbye to your friendship is hard to do. No matter what reason you gave in, it’s hurt to end it. Either she has done the dirty on you, or you guys have just simply grown apart. In my case, Dina and I have gone into our separate ways of thinking. If only there’s a way to mend this friendship. There is if you really want to. But the beautiful thing about friendship is that it never really dies. At least, that’s what I’ve been telling myself for the past few days. After I read a story about a friendship that reconcile after 6 years because they realized that they still care for each other. As for me, Dina has gone to overseas a year ago to further her studies. I heard from a friend that she’s planning to spend her summer holidays in Malaysia. I don’t know what will happen when I see her next time. Since we’re in the same circle of friends, sooner or later, I know I’ll bump into her. Hopefully, when the time comes, we’ll face the situation more like an adult or at least as an adolescent.

*name has been changed