Tuesday, November 9, 2010

cry me a river, because I cried a river over you....

Toxic relationships. Or, as I like to call them, relation-shits. Everyone has one. There is that one friend who acts like the devil sitting on your shoulder, telling you everything you don't need to hear. Those moments of glory in your life soon become over-analyzed downfalls in your day.
There are times when the sweetest words can be the deadliest, a key sign to a toxic person in your life. When you can no longer take what someone has to say at face value, it is time for a change. The more I'm realizing this, the less non-friends I have in my phone book, but the happier I'm becoming.
I've begun to cut out those toxic relationships from my life one by one. Sure, I feel very guilty about dumping a friend, but the feeling of grief has surpassed quicker than I have expected each time. As much as my heart breaks for a lost friend, it also rejoices over a healthy decision for my life.
I'm not saying to cut everyone who gives you a dose of reality. If that were true, all my friends would be cutting their ties with me. It is those that find joy in taking away your happiness that I am referring to. When you win and award and someone tells you it's not that great of an accomplishment. Or you are excited about someone and they give you reasons not to be. The difference between a dose of reality and a dose of cynicism is defined by this very person's presence. That is a toxic relationship. That's what I'm cutting from my life.