Tormented

Forgive me for being vague but I feel it necessary to not start a drama shit storm. Sometimes friends don't come as a single package and try as I might I can't always bring myself to like the baggage. In the case that the baggage is a significant other I have found that there is no point in speaking to people about them as they never seem to be clear headed about the subject. Who could blame them? I can only hope that time will either settle their wits and make them more approachable about the subject of the baggage, smooth the rough spots on said baggage to make them more agreeable, or settle the problem through separation or some other means that leave all parties satisfied. It makes things awfully unpleasant in the mean time.

Another current torment has to do with friends and genders. I have heard some of the most malicious things imaginable from friends of one gender aimed at friends of another. Unless told otherwise, I always assume that what is told to me is told in confidence. This leads to a tormenting dilemma. Do I stick up for the one friend and in doing so, violate the trust of the other who believes they spoke in confidence or do I not stick up for the one friend in order to maintain the confidence of the second? Much more commonly this same dilemma rears its head in the nature of disrespect between friends of one gender and the other.

I suppose I can never force all of my friends to be friends with one another. If I tried I would be guilty of being the one bringing the baggage. I just wish it weren't so as my only option seems to be segregation. Segregating friends inevitably leads down the road of someone's feelings being hurt as they feel I am placing a different friend ahead of them. So is human nature I suppose. Björk thought she could organize freedom. I thought I could organize friends. Though I don't live there now, there is no question that we are both of Scandinavian heritage.