To some, this would be a sad event. For me, it has been liberating.
I spent years in various sportbike groups, enjoying riding, and events, and lunches out. Long story, short…I was involved in a really bad wreck, hit by another rider. Hung it all up.
For a couple years I’d get some of the group together and we’d have lunch, etc. But…one day I realized that I was the only reason it was happening. What I thought was a bunch of 2-way relationships was WRONG. Sooo, how to test this.
I stopped. I mean literally stopped contacting them. I wanted to see which of them would reach out to setup the next lunch, etc. No one did, not a single time. At first I was offended, but then I realized that I didn’t need any of that. Being offended is a choice, and I chose not to be. I took the energy that I used to spend on thinking about them, and contacting them, and getting them to agree on where to meet…blah, blah, blah, and applied it to ME.
Wow, talk about freedom. I realized that I don’t give a fuck about any of that. I don’t care what they may think. I don’t care if they don’t like me, or ever did. It’s really cool.
If you wonder/worry about what your “friends” think about you, you’d be very surprised just how little they actually think about you at all.