Hitting that 'unfriend' button...

First things first-has the book of face jumped the shark? Has the phrase 'jumped the shark' jumped the shark?

I've written this posting like a dozen times in my head, but I could never find the energy to push myself on to my trusty chair and fire up my laptop to type. I swear that it's been so long since the last time I mentioned me writing this I've grown a beard in the process.

Why the trepidation? Not sure, really. It's all about time and space, boys and girls. Time to heal up, space to get away from things. Time and space to expand my limbs and mind. Time and space-literally, I have nothing but time and my own space to just be. That is not overrated, lemme tell ya.

I've hit the 'unfriend' button twice in my life. This statement is not for shock value. Maybe I'm lazy, maybe because I have a job I just am not nearly on facebook as much as I was when I was out of a job. The first time was for a so-called friend who did some fucked up things and involved me in them. Note to anyone reading this: If you are planning on adding a major dose of drama, like cheating on a spouse, leave me the hell out of it. I've already covered for more than one person, and I still don't like myself for it.
Now, the second time I hit that 'unfriend' button, it was a thought out and calculated move. And in all honesty, a move that I had to make. Didn't want to, not sure if I needed to, but was certain I had to. For my own mental well being.
Why hit the button and untag all the pictures that we were in together? Really? Because I was hurt, that's why. And if those things were still accessible I'd probably still take a peek at them. I'd be weirdly and sadly cyber hovering over her life. That ain't right, it wouldn't be doing right to myself.
In case you hadn't figured this out-it means she started dating someone, and I wanted to give her the space to do that, in my head this statement makes sense. I also wanted to move on. Again, me being able to see her 'feed' wouldn't allow that. I didn't need to see things thru my warped prism and hurt myself (mentally people, I don't harm myself physically, unless you count my diet...moving on) nor did I need to see things and ask why I wasn't good enough.

Why? Because that is fucked up, that's why. I tell people all day everyday to do their job and be accountable. All I was being was a vulnerable schmuck, and it was starting to get pathetic. My statements and my actions weren't inline, and that cannot be a good thing. Besides, come to find out I'm not a horrible person. And for a time, when a person thinks they're unworthy, they tend to think that they're awful. They end up screaming at no one in particular, "When God, when do I get to see the damn sailboat?!" (if you get that movie reference, you're ontrack). So here's my take away:
You don't find love, it finds you
Don't let your friends speak ill of people, it ain't worth it
Sometimes being alone actually is the medicine you need
Not knowing is probably better than knowing
Those feelings that were felt, those were real
Time does heal
If you value their time, and your time, then the time spent with that person can never be considered a waste of time

Look, I've said this before and I'll state it again-whomever ends up with that young lady will be considered lucky and his friends will be envious. She just wasn't the girl for me. Took awhile for that to sink in to my giant noggin.

So why have I recommended doing what I did to people who were in relationships that aren't now? Simple, nothing good comes from following their life online. You gain nothing, other than some unhealthy habits I'm guessing. If I ever saw her again I'd say hi and ask her, sincerely, how she's doing. What's past is past, friends.

Again, sometimes that feeling of walking away is the best move you can do. I wish her the best, wherever she is.

As for me, I've had to tell a couple of very nice women that while I'm flattered they're interested, I'm not in that space. I'm focused on trying to move my career forward, relishing the friendships I have (no matter how corny that sounds), and I start my comedy writing class this week. Who knows where this crazy ride is taking me next.

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