If it's meant to be...

Ok. I think it is time for me to say something about the relationship that turn sour between me and a friend who moved in with me when I was in Sydney. Hopefully, this will put a stop to everything and we can all move on.

It has always been my principal to look after a friend, be there and support. The way I look at it, i did everything possible, to help a friend stand on his feet. I opened up my house (even though there's not much to it, it's still my pride and joy) and let him in. Yes, we do split everything 50 - 50 (rent, bills etc) but there are more to just bills (at least to me, it's more than that). I hate to be petty but to live, you need more than a roof over your head and food in your stomach. You would need a bed to sleep on, a couch to sit on. A TV perhaps? Not only all these are shared, it also include my clothes. I have no problem with all these but when everything I did was not appreciated, it became a problem.

When everything went downhill, I recalled us having a huge discussion about it on the phone and thought we have came to a conclusion, we apologised to each other and sorted everything out. Maybe I was wrong because the week after, I saw smart arse comments about me on Facebook and on his other profile. I always like to give people reasonable doubts so I ignored it. But when I sms'ed and was snubbed over and over again, I just gave up.

The funny thing is, it has been more than a year it happened and I realised he is still dwelling on it. It is always everyone else's fault. Not his. By having a go at me on his profile is childish and when you have a go at someone, you don't have a go at their race/colour. It's just shallow. In my world, we confront the problem face to face. Not throwing little bitchy comments like a school girl.

It has been too many times this happened and I chose not to react or retaliate. Be a better man and just ignore it I told myself. I just couldn't be bothered with the tit-for-tat game.

Many a times I wonder if there is any chance of reconciliation? I believed there is but the idea of that was pushed away a little further every time he pulls his school girl stunt.

I must admit, I have had numerous discussion about this issue with one of my friend and this is what he said,
"I think he made a statement posting this message, kinda like fuck off. On the same time he is still upset about it. It bothers him that you are gone out of his life. I also think this is his childish way of saying he misses having a good friend! But he doesn’t know how to say it. That’s the best he can do. You know what, you would gain massive respect (well, in my world) if you would ring him and say Hello. But if you call him, he will think he is right and you call him out of guilt and he has the upper hand. He wouldn’t get it. . When in fact, its opposite, overcoming your own pride is one of the most adult things, no matter who is right or wrong..."

Maybe he is right. I still can't manage to overcome my pride. I think this is the furthest I would go - I will forget everything if I get a phone call for reconciliation. This would be the last time I'm ever gonna talk about this. I think I have done my part. Honestly, I have put all these behind me. I'm not making my life miserable by hating and dwelling on the past. It's stupid.