There’s no use doing CPR on a dead friendship. Believe me, I’ve tried. Only to wind up worse off. A few months ago, I finally called time of death on a friendship I thought would survive into old age.
But people change. Our priorities shift. Or we find out we never mattered to each other as much as we thought we did.
One day, you realize you’re not compatible with your best drinking pals anymore. It’s time to let go.
What you used to have in common doesn’t matter. Memories can enrich a friendship, but they can’t sustain them on their own.