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The following online journal entries are from June 1999.
They are taken from older version of my website.
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Tuesday. 12:30 PM. I just had a rather disconcerting conversation
with a person I knew from the University of Maryland. A year or so
ago, we got to know each other a bit and spent a great deal of time
hanging out together. But, as time passed and things changed, our
friendship changed and eventually we went our separate ways.
I very rarely disavow friendships. Though, distance may develop or
the friendship grow closer or more acquaintance-like, I am not so rich
as to refuse a friend. However, when my health and my boundaries and
my sense of well-being is in jeopardy, I know when to untie those ties.
When a relationship is no longer affirming, is no longer open, is no
longer enlightening, then it is time to move on. My conversation
yesterday, via AOL's Internet Messenger, turned into a emotional car
crash. (Perhaps emotional terrorism is too harsh but I'll float the
idea anyway.) I honestly thought I had progressed beyond conversations
like this one.
You may question why I publish (yes, that's the word) the transcript
of the conversation. Isn't it private? Isn't it between myself and
the other person? Yes and no. I have decided that a public airing
might do myself some good. Perhaps it will help someone else avoid the
same kind of BS in their own relationships. But, in the end, it makes
me feel better. My own act of subversion. My own act of anger and
frustration. My own act of selfish affirmation. And that's fucking
fine by me. Ever have those conversations where you wish you had said
this or said that ... and you walk away and suddenly think of just the
right response? Well, my perfect response is to print this conversation.
I am ready to be condemned and I am ready to be consoled.
The following is word for word. I, obviously, am wRiTErPuNk. The names
have been changed to protect the not so innocent. (Call it performance
art...it can be turned into a scene and acted out.)
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Vince****: hey Ed...how are ya?
wRiTErPuNk: okay
Vince****: that's good, whatcha up to?
wRiTErPuNk: emailing... and then job searching...
just like I do every morning
wRiTErPuNk: that's about it
Vince****: I see, that's kewl...I just had the
pleasure of shutting everyone up in a chat room...it
was pretty kewl.
wRiTErPuNk: i see
Vince****: They were discussing why black men
date white men and vice versa...I did my little
spiel about what were are conditioned to be
attracted to culturally...no one had a
response...they didn't know how to approach it
on anything other than a phyical level.
wRiTErPuNk: *nod*
Vince****: So how is the job search going?
wRiTErPuNk: same
wRiTErPuNk: lousy as ever
wRiTErPuNk: heh
Vince****: hmm...what are you looking for?
wRiTErPuNk: anything that's decent at the moment
wRiTErPuNk: mainly my resumes have been going to
writing jobs, office admin jobs, etc... anything with
a bit of creativity or community oriented stuff
Vince****: that's kewl...I'm starting to think about
what I'm going to after undergrad...I know I'm doing a
Master's program but I also know that I need to get a
job when I get out of here. The only other thing I think
I'm really good at and enjoy is counseling people...I
don't know. It's tough, so I feel [for] you.
wRiTErPuNk: *nod*
Vince****: I'm thinking about doing some volunteer work
at SMYLE
wRiTErPuNk: that's cool
Vince****: how are things with the apartment?
wRiTErPuNk: good
wRiTErPuNk: the apartment is fine...
Vince****: Everyone's getting along
wRiTErPuNk: ayup
Vince****: Kewl...how's the weather?
wRiTErPuNk: it's been warm lately... 80s but very little
humidty... it's cooling down again... definitely much nicer
than the DC mugginess
Vince****: We're just starting with that now...this weekend
was the first we've had to deal with humidity really.
Vince****: I wish we could move beyond discussions of this
petty kind of stuff, but I don't know if that's possible
any more.
wRiTErPuNk: what do you mean?
Vince****: It just seems like there's something more that
needs to be discussed between us, and even though I'm not
quite sure what that is...I avoid it like the plague, so
we end up talking about the weather.
wRiTErPuNk: what do you think it is?
Vince****: Whether or not there's any need for us to talk
at all...if it means anything to you to know that I am
still here and that I still care about you and how you're
doing? Whether you've left this part of your life behind
and just want to move on?
wRiTErPuNk: i appreciate your concern and your sentiment...
it's always good to have people that are interested in your
life... but *******, our friendship has not been on the
best of terms for a while now... and there are times when I
just don't feel it imperative to repair what's been done...
the day-to-day, the acquaintance level of interaction
is often just fine... what do you think?
wRiTErPuNk: obviously, IM isn't exactly the most conducive
places to talk
Vince****: Well what I was saying was that I don't think it
can be repaired at this point. You're in California on the
other side of the country...and you're not coming back any
time soon anyway. I don't know, I guess I've never really
understand how things work between you and me...we go through
weird cycles of liking and not liking each other...and their
usually pretty strong one way or the other. With you out there
I don't think there is any other way other than to just be
casual kinda friends...but I will say that
Vince****: it doesn't make happy to know that we could be
closer...
wRiTErPuNk: i understand...
Vince****: but I guess that's the way things happen sometimes...
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wRiTErPuNk: my life is very conflicted right now... and i have
little time or energy to deal with things... our friendship
may simply be a casualty of my transition out here... that's
not to say that I don't want to try... but I have tried,
*******, while I was still in Maryland... but, in my perception,
your behavior, your emotional state, your actions, your words,
your ideas in the last year have been really disconcerting at
the last and disappointing at the most...
Vince****: I think the feeling is mutual...
wRiTErPuNk: mutual in what way?
Vince****: that there is disappointment
wRiTErPuNk: that's not concrete enough
Vince****: Well you said at the very most that you had a sense of
disapoointment about how I was in the last year, the same is
true of how I've felt at times about you. Disappointment
and deep sadness.
wRiTErPuNk: and to be perfectly honest, I don't think I am in
the wrong... I dont' think I have acted differently other than
in reaction to how things changed between us...
wRiTErPuNk: again, I don't understand what you're saying...
Vince****: I'm saying that I saw behavior in you that
disappointmed me and made me sad to see you...that is in
large part why i began to withdraw from you....
wRiTErPuNk: what kind of behavior?
wRiTErPuNk: is it possible that my behavior was a reaction
toward you?
wRiTErPuNk: and there have been times that I have been
perfectly clear to you how I felt and what I experienced...
Vince****: No...I'm speaking of your throwing yourself at
nearly every white piece of flesh with a penis that came
into the office...the crushes, the fawning, the massages...all
of it. It bothered me to see such an intelligent man acting in
such an undignified manner.
wRiTErPuNk: that's way presumptious of you
wRiTErPuNk: and you assume too much
Vince****: I only know what I saw...and what you told me
wRiTErPuNk: and who are you to define what is undignified?
Vince****: I'm an intelligent person with a functional brain,
capable of establishing standards of behavior for interacting
with others. You can't think that I'm the only person who
noticed these things, or spoke to them.
wRiTErPuNk: what are you talking about?
wRiTErPuNk: my behavior is my own business... and if boundaries
were crossed, that is between the person and myself...
Vince****: "Did you see Ed throw himself on ______?" "Is he
stalking him or something?" "God, that's pathetic"
wRiTErPuNk: Standards of behavior?
wRiTErPuNk: who are you to say?
wRiTErPuNk: oh, come on, heresay and gossip... needless
wRiTErPuNk: pointless
wRiTErPuNk: and just as childish
wRiTErPuNk: as the behavior you've deemed on me
Vince****: This is what people perceive of you...because it's
what you put out.....
wRiTErPuNk: cool
wRiTErPuNk: nevermind the fact that I think all the intrigue,
the petty judgements, the whispering, the tsks and the tit-for-tats
are just as mature and acceptable...
Vince****: Ed, I'm not saying this because I want to hurt you
or make you angry whatever...imagine how it felt to always here
from you that there wasn't anytime for us to hang out, that you
were just so busy...but there was always time for them, no
matter how insignificant they really were in your life or what
they really had to say about you and the attention you showered
them with when you weren't there.
wRiTErPuNk: so, this isn't about my "lack of dignified behavior"
wRiTErPuNk: this about you feeling put aside
wRiTErPuNk: at least that's what i just heard
Vince****: In part it is, it did bother me to see you acting
the way you did. It was sad to see you reducing yourself to
that...even if you don' see anyting wrong with it...and yes it
bothered me that you would so quickly put any one of them
above me.
wRiTErPuNk: *******, don't say I'm sad... don't say I reduced
myself... you don't fucking have any right to say that...
wRiTErPuNk: no right at all
wRiTErPuNk: you do not mete out morality
wRiTErPuNk: again, you presume too much
Vince****: Ed, as someone who was a friend to you at one time
I do have the right to say that I was saddened along with
many others to see you do that to yourself...you became the
joke of the organization and you're way to intelligent for
that to have happened.
wRiTErPuNk: i am fully aware of my behavior and fully accepting
of the pitfalls and the propriety in them
wRiTErPuNk: oh, i was the joke of the organization
wRiTErPuNk: cool
wRiTErPuNk: you are a mean person
wRiTErPuNk: i hope you know that
wRiTErPuNk: and i wish you success in all that you do
wRiTErPuNk: really
wRiTErPuNk: cause I'm sorry I can't be a part of it
Vince****: No, I'm not...you are a stubborn person who wants
to live life in your own little bubble in it doesn't
work tht way.
Vince****: You do have to responisbility for how you present
yourself to others...
wRiTErPuNk: i have a responsibility to maintain a life that
I think is genuine, honest, teaching, loving, politically
aware, critical, and fun... i do not need to present myself
to others in any way other than what befits who I am...
sometimes this syncs with other's expectations, sometimes it
doesn't
wRiTErPuNk: and for someone who wants to go into counseling,
you have a unwarranted and inappropriate way of telling people
how to live their life...
Vince****: The bubble...it's gonna burst...and I hope all the
individualty and fun makes up for the emptiness that's there.
wRiTErPuNk: well, don't forget about your bubble
Vince****: There's one thing that I will never be, that's lonely.
wRiTErPuNk: cool
Vince****: and my bubble has already been burst...I'm not looking
for a new one.
wRiTErPuNk: brilliant
Vince****: I'm sorry that I've upset you (if indeed I have), but
these are not things I'm saying to be mean...I say them because
I have concerns for you and I really do care about what happens
to you...I should have share this with you long ago but was
afraid of making you angry...
Vince****: So with that I guess I'll say goodbye, and good luck.
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