A couple of months ago, I had a bad falling out with a friend.
It was a friend I thought we could be "bros forever", but it was a stark reminder in life that truly, nothing lasts forever.
To cut a long story short, he hit my limits.
He was being a bitch about things. He didn't want to let shit go and decided that he wanted time for himself. This cost me a lot of time and money.
So after some mulling, I blocked him entirely. That's mentally, emotionally and social media-ly.
If I was being honest about it, it got me really mad. I couldn't help but think he was a total pussy.
It got me thinking about the limits and standards one may have on masculinity in a dude.
I know I have my own standards.
I do in fact believe that, eventually the best advice one needs to hear is, "Man the fuck up."
"Grow a pair."
"Quit being a bitch."
"And move on."
Sounds harsh? Yes, it is, but that's how it needs to be (sometimes if not most times) in life.
People can easily call me out for being contradictory as I do advocate being empathetic and sensitive towards one another.
Yet, it begs to be asked, for how long and how much?
Are we just using empathy as a trendy word in the mental health space to help in the name of spreading your own beliefs that's filled with denial? Because you just don't dare to face the truth about who you really are?
Life doesn't go our way, all the damn time.
Life is unfair. That's a fact.
To use that for your own selfish needs is just uncalled for.
Prologue of the story:
I related the story to another good friend. He simply told me this, "Life is too short. Just block him and move on."
God forbid he actually ended that with, "Forgive and move on" like a broken, cliched record.
The point is, there're people out there who would stand by you with your standards. Stick with them so you don't have to be betrayed again.
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