People Change

So I have now started this first sentence five times. How do I go about saying that things are different? Of course people change, I get that! Why does it feel like people always change for the worse, or they become something that we never saw them as before? You grow up thinking you know someone, then all of a sudden things change and they become someone you no longer enjoy.

My boyfriend told me “If people don’t change then they cannot grow as a person.” That concept is easy enough, people have to grow to become functional in society. I just feel like everything I knew about certain people in my life are now less than tolerable to take in. It’s like they aren’t the same person. I guess as we grow up we also grow apart as friends. How sad is that?

I guess it could be said “If they mattered you would make it work,” but what if making it work becomes more work than it’s worth? Having a friend who no longer treats you the same, or isn’t even the same person you grew to love, gets to be monotonous. Now you sit there and ask yourself “Where did they go wrong? How did they get turned around and become something that is no longer pleasant to be around?” I guess I should just learn to tolerate it for the sake of the friendship, or learn that maybe the friendship wasn’t meant to be as strong as it used to be. I think it’s a little irrational to throw away the friendship all together, but it tends to get tedious trying to make it work.

I have friends who have stayed loyal and stuck by me, I’ve also made new friends along the way. Not everything will be the same as it was in grade school, but I wish it were easier to understand why people do the stupid things they do. I can’t sit back and allow someone I care about to do things that are ruing their lives, our friendships, or my faith in humanity. As I get older I realize that I really only have myself, my boyfriend, some family, and of course my cat! I will always have a few good friends who stick around, but the more I “grow up” and get my head out of my childhood I realize not everyone, or every friendship, will stay the same forever.

Sadly paths split, and people grow to like and do different things. As hard as it is for me to swallow, I guess it is a part of life to grow apart. I just wish things would have taken a different route. I suppose that is why our bodies grow and we don’t look the same as we did at five years old… It is a part of life to change, grow, and learn. My only issues is that I wish learning these things would be less painful and depressing.

In a way I am use to change, I’ve moved more times than I can count, and I’ve been placed in life changing situations more times than necessary. I guess that’s what makes it hard on me to have friendships change; I need some stability in my life. Although changing of people is normal, I wish it were positive changes. Too often I feel like people change and don’t become a better person.