Sometimes, some people make me want to cry. I don’t know why. I think it’s a good sign when you’re close enough to a person that things that they say make you want to cry. It means that you respect their opinion enough to take their comment to heart. What’s hard, though, is when they take your tears in the wrong way.

When they think that your tears mean that you are weak…or that you didn’t want to hear their comment…or that you are selfish…that’s when the friendship gets strained.

Something like that happened to me tonight. I was talking with someone I’ve known for almost three years when he made a comment that hit me hard. He told me that I am sometimes “fake and shallow”. All this because of my link to The Fordham in my blog. He felt that people who make plans to live in opulent places in the future are actually pretending to be snobbish, and he now considers me in that category. I tried to convince him that I am not…I just want to live somewhere nice, and experience the life downtown…but I couldn’t get through to him. We ended our conversation by wishing each other the best of luck in the future, and I felt the tears come down my face.

I lost a friend tonight.

2/27/2001