I’ve gotten divorced twice…and twice found myself facing the same curious situation.
All of a sudden, many of the people I’ve been friends with for years just drop off. We didn’t get into a fight or disagree. We just stopped spending time together. I have wondered ‘why’ for years, and I think I may have finally figured it out for myself. Can you relate to my own answer?
Part of the reason for my second and more recent divorce, in particular, was that my then husband and I had grown and changed in ways incompatible or inconsistent with continuing the marriage. Sometimes society calls it “growing apart.” Even the path itself, leading to the difficult and final decision of divorce, was for me a path of massive growth and change. I looked the same, but I was not the person I used to be – emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. My evolvement in becoming more and more of who “I” am — as an individual — was afoot, and probably became pronounced in my ways of being in the world.
I realize now that it must have been very challenging for my longtime friends to have found, all of a sudden, that the person they used to be friends with (the married Alexandra) didn’t live here anymore. I look the same, but something was significantly different, and they can’t quite put a finger on it. This must be tough…to see somewhat of a stranger inhabiting your once-known-friend’s body.
So, it gives me peace-of-mind to now understand that it isn’t like my friends no longer want to spend time with me: it’s simply that the Alexandra they used to hang with left town and there is a new and evolved “me” they have the opportunity (choice) to now meet and know. Like a very real budding friendship with someone new, they probably simply feel a bit apprehensive and in heightened-alert.
Thank God for those willing — after many years of what, in the first half of life, can become same o’ same o’ relationships — to explore a Back Forty of getting to know and grow with the new beings we all have the opportunity to become. Some have come around, and some (God bless them) may not. Using words from an unknown author, whether old friends or new, “let the friends be the friends of your deliberate choice.”