Last week I wrote about what a blessing it is to have good true friends in my life and how much they uplift and brighten my days. Now today I write about someone that I once loved so much, who I used to be very, very close to, as close as two men can be w/o being sexually intimate. Yet, he is someone who I now loathe w/ every fiber of my being. To hear his voice, to look at him, to be anywhere near him makes me want to scream. I can't even adequately express the vile feelings of disgust and abhorrence I feel toward him. To make matters worse, I work w/ him! He sits 10 feet away from me. We have the same circle of friends, work in the same department, and share a lot of the same responsibilities at work. So every day, day after day, I am forced to see him, hear him, smell him, work w/ him...and I HATE it. My enmity and resentment have got to the point I am desperately thinking of ways I can completely purge him from my life, which I think may probably mean me looking for a new job. I have already toyed w/ the idea of moving on for quite some time, and perhaps all of this discord and resentment I've been feeling lately is a sign that it may be high time for me to do just that.
The sad thing about all of this is it could easily be remedied by either one of us at any time. Yet we're both such prideful fuckers that neither one of us will bend or break and "admit defeat." We would both probably run back into each others' arms (figuratively) should we mend fences, but we're both too prideful and arrogant and are going to let a simple argument completely destroy our friendship. All the stories I learned growing up about pride, anger, resentment, grudges, etc. flood and swirl in my head. I think about the story of the two men who eventually killed one another over water rights on an irrigation ditch. How easy would it be to just LET IT GO!? Be the bigger and better man and forgive and forget? Yet I won't; and neither will he. So, there it is.
And now, I'm looking to change jobs b/c I don't want to be anywhere near this person. I wish so bad he would just go away or disappear and I never had to hear or see hide nor hair of him again. Which is so incredibly sad after being so exceptionally close. It's just interesting how I can fluctuate so harshly and rapidly between hot and cold. Complete and total obsession or complete and total disenchantment.