{"id":52,"date":"2008-08-14T00:21:00","date_gmt":"2008-08-14T00:21:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/?p=52"},"modified":"2008-08-14T00:21:00","modified_gmt":"2008-08-14T00:21:00","slug":"her-bad-mothers-basement-no-thanks-for-being-a-friend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/2008\/08\/her-bad-mothers-basement-no-thanks-for-being-a-friend\/","title":{"rendered":"Her Bad Mother&#8217;s Basement: No Thanks For Being A Friend"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Today I have been avoiding a friend of mine. He&#8217;s called several times and I just did not want to talk with him. I&#8217;ve known him for more then 3 years &#038; today I am feeling like those years were just a waste. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m sitting here reading blogs and came across Her Bad Mother&#8217;s Basement post <a href=\"http:\/\/herbadmother.blogspot.com\/2008\/07\/no-thanks-for-being-friend.html\">No Thanks For Being A Friend<\/a> and it ran me over like a rush hour express train!<\/p>\n<p>I am so pissed off because I feel used by him. He promises big things and never comes through; Always tells me how he has had a major breakthru and that &#8220;he is not the same person&#8221; anymore, but within days he is back to his old ways. One moment he is powerful &#038; the next he just turns into a disempowering soul &#038; I allow him to disempower me. He is very insecure &#038; vulnerable, but comes across as strong &#038; transformed. <\/p>\n<p>I feel bad for him, since life is not working for him. Work, relationships, finances, even commitments he&#8217;s made to people are collapsing around him. People are turning their backs on him &#038; kicking him out of their homes, groups &#038; lives. I feel that I am enabling him and feeding his need to be heard &#8211; all from the fear that he will see me as just another person who walks away. He is needy &#038; I&#8217;m falling into his trap of &#8220;poor me, I am being abandoned.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>In HerBadMother&#8217;s post she states &#8220;I&#8217;m mad at myself for letting you off easy&#8221; &#038; that is exactly what I&#8217;m feeling. I&#8217;m really mad at myself, not him, for not having the courage to put stop this. But the only way I see to stop his crap is to walk away. He does not want to see how he uses people and leaves them worn out. <\/p>\n<p>So all I&#8217;m doing is making him wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong! And that does not do anything for me or him. This is not empowering! So I am going to stop my rant (stepping down from soapbox now!) &#038; actually see what is really bothering me. <\/p>\n<p><strong>What am I Doing:<\/strong> &#8211; complaining, being upset, making him wrong, avoiding him, feeling used, not being responsible for expressing my feelings.<br \/><strong>What Do I Have:<\/strong> &#8211; wasted time, upset, a friendship that is not fulfilling, lost communication, expectations of how he should respond &#038; do.<br \/><strong>Who am I Being that I allow this to continue:<\/strong> &#8211; coward, fearful, not a true friend.<\/p>\n<p>So I can definitely see that there is nothing I can do to change him. The only person I can do anything about is me. What can I put in (that is missing for me) to be <s>OK<\/s> happy &#038; satisfied with our friendship the way it is &#8211; and the way it isn&#8217;t.<\/p>\n<p><strong>So what is missing in who I&#8217;m being is :<\/strong> &#8211; being empowering for myself! I am taking on being courageous, compassionate and an undaunting stand for him.<\/p>\n<p>This gives me power to stand for myself and for him, but most importantly &#8211; it gives me power to not let things continue the way they are &#038; to create something new for both of us.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<div class=\"entry-summary\">\nToday I have been avoiding a friend of mine. He&#8217;s called several times and I just did not want to&hellip;\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/2008\/08\/her-bad-mothers-basement-no-thanks-for-being-a-friend\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &ldquo;Her Bad Mother&#8217;s Basement: No Thanks For Being A Friend&rdquo;<\/span>&hellip;<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[27,22],"class_list":["post-52","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-intention","tag-thoughts","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=52"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=52"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=52"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=52"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}