Too grown up or not grown up enough...
That's what it boils down too. And I'm right in the middle. I don't feel like I'm common ground with anyone anymore. There's no one I can relate to at this point. It's a pretty alone place.
In Moncton, outside of wrestling, I have nothing in common with my friends, except one.
Someone might say "find new friends", but that's horrible. Just because a part of me grew away from them (or, in a brutally honest way, was never all that close to them), doesn't mean they havn't been there for me or I don't want to be there for them. It's friendships of helping. They help me with so much, and I give back what I can. But I'm missing friendships of fun. Outside of wrestling, I find I don't have a lot of fun with my friends (of course there is an exception of a person, and lots of exceptions of events).
There's no solution. I'm not abandoning people who have ment a lot to me for many years. And I don't make good impressions/trust people enough to start making new friends. I'll just have to deal.
And the person who is the exception to everything is preoccupied with other things at the moment. That's not a knock. I'm happy for him, and proud of him.
America... fuck yeah...
