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Those types of people are hard friensd come by, and it makes sense to keep them around whenever possible. So it's usually in both your best interests to try and tp the friendship intact. Be clear about the type of relationship you want with her, and make sure she's on the same page. Need help figuring out what's going on inside her head? Ask yourself the following questions: Did she end it? If so, she may be afraid that you're still not over her. But that doesn't mean she's not interested in staying friends — it just means you need to make it clear to her that you've accepted her decision if you have. Did the sex end on bad terms?
If it did, she may be too bitter to want to be your friend. Just trust your instincts. If you sense ill will when you call her, give her some space and see if her feelings change with time.
Can You Go Back To Being "Just Friends"?
Does she make an effort to stay in touch? This is usually a good sign. Take action and your feelings will change. When I opened the door to his office Hoa afternoon to offer our usual casual hello, an alchemical change packed a walloping charge through my body. When had my fro, become a handsome man with whom I suddenly wanted to share more than impersonal cafeteria trays in a crowd? His long-distance girlfriend had broken up with him or his relative was terminally ill. Nothing further is exactly how our relationship played, while, to my great consternation, we hit a plateau between consolation and water cooler repartee.
Something in his voice gave me the courage to ask if he was dating her. Truthfully, after his honest affirmation, Paul was the last person I wanted to spend more than five minutes with. Is it possible to make the leap back to platonic good-will? Here are the steps from disappointment to personal growth and healing: Take time alone to collect yourself. Take time to forgive. Insomnia was my only sleeping companion. Immediately, I abbreviated contact with Paul. No more hanging around at the end of the day to chitchat. No e-mail, no notes, no calls.
Yes, it was painful, after many years of chatting up Paul whenever I thought of him or wanted to know what was going on in his life, but I fo stopped dwelling. I took a hiking trip with friends. I reconnected with family. I read more novels than I thought possible. I also journaled for the first time in years. For two weeks straight, I woke to write five blessings. I enjoyed simple pleasures and took time alone to connect with and savor what is. Most of all, I needed to exercise the same compassion and tenderness towards myself that I offer to others.
Realize that feelings are fleeting. A stream of questions haunted me: I ran every irrational, worst-case scenario.