For so many small reasons, but more recently, for this one:
You had that one person that you were there for unconditionally, even if none of us agreed with your decision because of the way that person talked to you and treated you. You followed your heart and didn't listen to a damn thing that any of us were saying we thought you should or should not do, because being there for that person felt right to you. I could go on and on about why that person didn't deserve you, but I will refrain...because It didn't really make a difference in your decisions then, and it certainly doesn't matter now.
I never understood that dynamic and inability to let go of someone with whom you may have had a few nice memories peppered in with a bunch of really crappy ones, until I realized I had stumbled upon one of those people of my own. Someone who I clung to through the dark days and who was my support system through your battle and after you were gone.
On the good days, that person was wonderful, and I have some great memories to look back on. But on the days when they felt like taking out their deep seeded hatred for the world toward another person, I was often the punching bag. I was told on multiple occasions what a horrible person I am and that anything bad that was happening to them was my fault, and the lowest blow of all: "your mom would be disappointed to know what a shitty friend you turned out to be." But even after all those outbursts, I would keep going back for that person when they needed someone, because I didn't want to give up on them. Because I thought they needed someone like me in their life, and I thought being loyal to someone, regardless of whether or not it was reciprocated, was something that would have made you proud. But what I really didn't want to accept was that someone I cared about so much was so toxic and was poisoning everything around me that I was trying so hard to keep clean. I didn't want to believe that some people in this world just aren't good for our well-being, and we have to let them go.
It was in those moments, when I was being put down and insulted, that I have "cried for my mommy" the most. I don't have the ability to call you and tell you I'm sorry for putting up with people who don't deserve a place in my life, regardless of what kind of friend they were in the beginning. You raised me and tried so hard to make sure I loved myself, and you always seemed proud of me for surrounding myself with people who love me, too. You would have been disappointed in the situation, and you probably would have had some choice words to describe someone who was hurting me.
But there's also a part of me that wants to tell you I get it. I get that there are some people we will always have a soft spot for, even if the rest of the world doesn't understand or relate. I want to go back in time and be more supportive to you through the choices you made, because I now have a deeper understanding. It sure as hell doesn't make the decision to let people treat you like crap when they feel like it any less wrong, but it makes me understand why it wasn't so easy for you to just walk away. You always seemed to take my advice to heart, and as I got older, our mother-daughter walks through park forest or along edgewater drive became adult discussions, in which you'd open up to me more and more as though I was just one of your friends that you were venting to while you were trying to figure it all out. I'd give you my input, but it was never backed up by experience, because at that point, all my friends were awesome. :)
I miss those walks. I miss the fact that you would almost always call or email me and tell me how much you appreciated my thoughts and feedback, how you were really taking them to heart, and how you didn't know how I became so wise but you sure were proud of me for it. My recent situation could have given us material to walk for miles, mom.
But don't worry, I'm not walking alone. For the one disappointing friendship I have to let go of, I have SO many rewarding friendships to make up for it.
So many people to make me laugh, so many people to support me, and so many people to put things into perspective.
Because if anyone should remember that life is too short to surround yourself with people who bring you down, it's the people who have had to watch it slip away from someone that should have been able to hold onto it a lot longer.