I'm talking about friendships, not relationships btw.
The last time I hung out with another person was about a year ago. I had made a friend at uni, or at least a person I would make stupid jokes with during classes. We hung out like twice outside of uni. One day, we made plans to go for a run together. It takes me 30 minutes to walk to the running tracks. So I show up, and right at the time we had set to be our meetup time, he calls and tells me he can't come. I told him it was cool but it really pissed me off. So disrespectful, he couldn't even cancel beforehand. I gradually stopped talking to him, though I would still say hi and pretend like we're fine. Eventually we stopped talking, and it's not like he ever made any attempts at hanging out again. I felt it was necessary for me to draw the line, I shouldn't let people treat me like that. I wasn't bothered by it at the time, no love lost, but now, in retrospect, I'm in desperate need of a friend.
So my question: Is enduring abuse preferable to this isolation I'm experiencing right now, because it sure feels like it. Should I have sucked it up? Did I overreact? Really I know the answer, no real man should let that kind of thing happen to him and then go crawling back, but I'm no ordinary man, I haven't had a real friend since middle school. I'm about to finish uni so my friendship making opportunities are dwindling.
The last time I hung out with another person was about a year ago. I had made a friend at uni, or at least a person I would make stupid jokes with during classes. We hung out like twice outside of uni. One day, we made plans to go for a run together. It takes me 30 minutes to walk to the running tracks. So I show up, and right at the time we had set to be our meetup time, he calls and tells me he can't come. I told him it was cool but it really pissed me off. So disrespectful, he couldn't even cancel beforehand. I gradually stopped talking to him, though I would still say hi and pretend like we're fine. Eventually we stopped talking, and it's not like he ever made any attempts at hanging out again. I felt it was necessary for me to draw the line, I shouldn't let people treat me like that. I wasn't bothered by it at the time, no love lost, but now, in retrospect, I'm in desperate need of a friend.
So my question: Is enduring abuse preferable to this isolation I'm experiencing right now, because it sure feels like it. Should I have sucked it up? Did I overreact? Really I know the answer, no real man should let that kind of thing happen to him and then go crawling back, but I'm no ordinary man, I haven't had a real friend since middle school. I'm about to finish uni so my friendship making opportunities are dwindling.
