On my way into my office today, there was a woman breaking up with her boyfriend/significant other/ whatever over the phone. Loudly. With emphasis. And she kept repeating “I don’t care!”
That’s the gist of it, isn’t it? When it’s over, one of the people just doesn’t care. It doesn’t matter how they got there or what happened, they have reached a point where they no longer care. I have been snarky at times with my ending things with the phrase “I think we’re done here”, which Thom Lange says should be on my tombstone. (Children? Make a note of it.)
Oddly, I have never gotten to a point where I just don’t care. I have gotten to the point where things need to end, I have gotten to the point where, for my own mental well being I have to walk away, and I have gotten to the point where I realized that when you take the “L” out of Lover it’s Over.
But I do care.
When I ended my last close friendship, I said Goodbye. The person said, “No, good night” and I replied, “Goodbye.” It wasn’t easy, it wasn’t that I didn’t care, it was just…I thought we were done there.
When it’s over, it’s best to just snap it off and walk away. No amount of arguing, yelling or anything else will bring it back because….someone just doesn’t care. I felt bad for both people in that conversation, but I felt worse that it had to be done over the phone. It’s probably also why I’ve had the idea of telling the people you love how much they mean to you infusing all of my thoughts today.
Much love to friends old and new, and no matter how upset I get, I do still care.