I need a drink

When does enough truly mean enough? When does one relent and say stop?

Doesn't the situation make it even harder? That this is coming from no ordinary friend but one considered as close aide?

Sure, drastic events do take their toll and change people, for better or worse. And being a good friend means accepting people for who they are. But honestly, what happens when one can take it no more?

Do the good times and bad times for so many years mean nothing in the face of change? I've talked about adaptation, and yes I have truly well adapted to this change. So has everyone else. And yet, the biggest change of all is you.

So what happens now? Do I pretend all is fine and dandy? And that I shall occasionally receive a call when my help is needed? What was that about friendships being two-way streets? Does one not know the meaning of reciprocate?

Or maybe I'm just being selfish. But hey, after so many years I do expect a minimum level of respect or at least a minimum level of friendship.

Now, more than ever, I wish things had stayed the same.