Being outspoken and having a very low tolerance for BS, I fall out with people often. I call people on their crap and I have done it for years.
I’m more than happy to have “fallen out” with many people as a result because, and upon closer inspection, most of the time they were not meant to be in my life. But what happens when you actually feel bad about the fall out and want to make amends?
What happens when you recognise you may have acted like a bit of an a-hole and didn’t actually want to end a particular friendship?
In my defence it was my anxiety that led me to act like that. At the time I didn’t have the mental strength or the “give a fuck factor” to fully explain myself and my behaviour to my then-friend and so we fell out for all of the wrong reasons. Then I just let it fester and stew until it went past the point of no return.
We both let the friendship fade away. Not such awesome human behavior but in this day and age of everyone being so busy, it happens, so hear me out.
A beautiful caring friend of mine that I have known since highschool knew I was having a VERY rough time in a relationship sitch. Couple that rough time with leaving a toxic work environment (ie. having NO job) and throw in a few failed rounds of IVF (ie. no $ left) and sprinkle on top a couple of miscarriages and then you have a recipe for someone at breaking point. It was a real shit-salami-sandwich.
Mia Freedman talks about how she deals with her anxiety. Article continues after this video.