There is a saying I absolutely adore... May the bridges I burn light my way!!!
Yeah. I isolate a smidge.
I've finally come to the conclusion that while other people may choose friends based off of hobbies, religion, parenting style, political party, or a deep appreciation of Tibetian nose chanting... I choose friends based on their ability to still like me after I ignore the f*ck out of them.
It's a bit of a process. Obviously. Because first we have to become friends, and then I have to drop off the face of the earth for an unspecified amount of time. Repeatedly. Those who are left? Winner. I can't say loser, as friendships are mutually beneficial. If they're happy with my coming and going, who am I to cast aspersions? Clearly, what we have works for us.
I don't currently have any local friends. Exactly. I may have one. I don't know, though as I haven't spoken to her in a year. I also have a few people who are forced to be friendly to me by dint of their job. Or their desired proximity to my pants. I don't exactly count them as friends although I do interact with them.
Most of the friends I "have" have similar problems, if for different reasons. I have a whole lot of friends in workaholic jobs who at least want to pay homage to friendships, as well as new parents, overseas, military, etc. Or I did. I assume I do, because I still have their contact info. My contact info has completely changed and I haven't updated them. Occasionally all of their contact info will change, as well, and then it becomes up to one of us to track the other down. Or not. As the case may be.
I did try. For 10 years I had a mostly normal looking life. But lately I've come back to an old conclusion: This is who I am. Like being super-religious, only able to talk about fish, or needing to meet once a week for brunch in order to be considered human... We all have our requirements of others and our quirks. These are mine. The PTSD side effects, that is. Not the nose chanting, fish, etc.