Betrayed and Betrayer

There's a rather large 2008 calender in the trash. Folded in the middle and shoved down in a way that probably compacted tons of other garbage underneath. Poor cleaning woman is probably going to be taken aback by how heavy that bag will be now.

Another year come and gone. And in the words of Yoko Ono and John Lennon... "what have you done?".

I'm still not going to do a year in review deal, don't worry. But I am going to say that I'm hoping 2009 will be all the more better than 2008. On both a personal scale and a larger scale, a world scale. 2008 was actually pretty rough on most people. Including people I love and hold dear. And while I know I was getting better during the course of those 12 months, I have never felt as healthy and clear as I do now.

Had a long talk with a friend last night before going to bed. We had to get off the phone because my eyes would no longer stay open, about an hour and a half after swallowing my pills. He's been going through a rough time lately and I was up for lending an ear. And for talking (not that I usually have to much trouble in that area), offering up advice. Or, more than advice, the way I see his current situation. How a betrayal has led him to question the very core of a very close friendship of his. And I think I helped him. He said I did.

The problem is this. Once you've been betrayed by someone... I mean really betrayed... once your feelings have been used and abused, it's hard to ever believe them again. Forgive, maybe... forget... hardly. And until the betrayer comes clean with all their motives and reasons for it, the chances of getting the relationship back to where it once was (if that's even possible) is slim. Very slim. Both parties can try. But the betrayed will know they were once tossed aside by this person and the betrayer will know the betrayed knows they are capable of this.

I don't really have a conclusion here. Just some thoughts. And a little pat on the back for myself. Helped a friend. Woo-hoo. I like to help.