Apologies in advance for writing a book here. This is just sort of free form - it's been on my mind for a long time.
See, I had or thought I had a really good friend, we were very close for almost 12 years. One of the things I liked about our friendship was that we had a couple of pretty major disagreements and managed to get through them with a stronger friendship. I felt we could tell each other anything. Her husband and my husband were best friends too.
Then we did a very stupid thing and mixed business with friendship. In the end, we (my husband and I) have nothing more to do with them. Why? Not because of the money we lost, though that was a factor and there was outright theft involved (which just added to the feelings of betrayal). What hurt more than anything was to be told "I've been wanting to tell you this for years" followed by a hateful diatribe of abuse. As it turns out, we didn't really know them at all. They weren't the people we thought they were at all.
We kept giving them the benefit of the doubt. But when things got rough financially and the truth started to come out, she couldn't wait to tell me what she really thought about me and my husband all those years. We were shocked, and really, really hurt.
Rather than retaliate in kind, we chose at that point to leave the money on the table and walk away saying nothing. We could have filed a lawsuit, legitimately. We could have returned hate for hate. After all, we knew all the skeletons in the closet, all the little personality quirks and stuff - we all have them don't we? We all have failings. But we should in the end choose like Jesus to love people as they are rather than reminding them of who they are not. Even when they are not who we thought they were.
Of course we were hurt and angry and felt we were betrayed. But we didn't give in to the temptation (you don't know how hard it was to do that!!) to give voice to any of it and chose to let God handle the aftermath. The strength and peace we had through the whole thing didn't come from us, but from God. For a year now there has been no contact or apology, but we have forgiven them nevertheless - and that too came from God (we've learned a lot about forgiveness and have much more to learn I'm afraid). For that we have reason to be grateful.
We would have felt so much worse if we had engaged in anger, hate, and confrontation. Though it's hard to be silent while under attack there are some things you can say that can never be taken back. In that way we have nothing to regret, and we thank God for that.
In general - in a fight or confrontation - the less you say now in anger, the less you will have to regret later.
In general criticism in friendship is toxic. Most of us know our failings better than others do, and to have them pointed out doesn't do anything positive imho.
The problem is -- it seems like we have to KEEP on forgiving. Something will remind us, and a lot of those feelings come back. It's like an onion. We keep finding things that were done behind our backs, and find ourselves hurt again. It's like a ripple effect. Without going into all the details, we found out things that were done to our daughter and son in law, that they didn't want to tell us about. It's affected our family, our home, our finances.
And yet I sometimes miss the late night talks, the hours spent out on the deck watching the stars together, taking care of each other's kids and pets, sharing meals, all of it. I get sad all over again. It's crazy. Why can't I just let go -- why does this stuff keep coming up? We just want all of it to go away... yet what we keep being confronted with is another reason to forgive. We are so tired of this. Any thoughts or advice you can offer us would be much appreciated.
See, I had or thought I had a really good friend, we were very close for almost 12 years. One of the things I liked about our friendship was that we had a couple of pretty major disagreements and managed to get through them with a stronger friendship. I felt we could tell each other anything. Her husband and my husband were best friends too.
Then we did a very stupid thing and mixed business with friendship. In the end, we (my husband and I) have nothing more to do with them. Why? Not because of the money we lost, though that was a factor and there was outright theft involved (which just added to the feelings of betrayal). What hurt more than anything was to be told "I've been wanting to tell you this for years" followed by a hateful diatribe of abuse. As it turns out, we didn't really know them at all. They weren't the people we thought they were at all.
We kept giving them the benefit of the doubt. But when things got rough financially and the truth started to come out, she couldn't wait to tell me what she really thought about me and my husband all those years. We were shocked, and really, really hurt.
Rather than retaliate in kind, we chose at that point to leave the money on the table and walk away saying nothing. We could have filed a lawsuit, legitimately. We could have returned hate for hate. After all, we knew all the skeletons in the closet, all the little personality quirks and stuff - we all have them don't we? We all have failings. But we should in the end choose like Jesus to love people as they are rather than reminding them of who they are not. Even when they are not who we thought they were.
Of course we were hurt and angry and felt we were betrayed. But we didn't give in to the temptation (you don't know how hard it was to do that!!) to give voice to any of it and chose to let God handle the aftermath. The strength and peace we had through the whole thing didn't come from us, but from God. For a year now there has been no contact or apology, but we have forgiven them nevertheless - and that too came from God (we've learned a lot about forgiveness and have much more to learn I'm afraid). For that we have reason to be grateful.
We would have felt so much worse if we had engaged in anger, hate, and confrontation. Though it's hard to be silent while under attack there are some things you can say that can never be taken back. In that way we have nothing to regret, and we thank God for that.
In general - in a fight or confrontation - the less you say now in anger, the less you will have to regret later.
In general criticism in friendship is toxic. Most of us know our failings better than others do, and to have them pointed out doesn't do anything positive imho.
The problem is -- it seems like we have to KEEP on forgiving. Something will remind us, and a lot of those feelings come back. It's like an onion. We keep finding things that were done behind our backs, and find ourselves hurt again. It's like a ripple effect. Without going into all the details, we found out things that were done to our daughter and son in law, that they didn't want to tell us about. It's affected our family, our home, our finances.
And yet I sometimes miss the late night talks, the hours spent out on the deck watching the stars together, taking care of each other's kids and pets, sharing meals, all of it. I get sad all over again. It's crazy. Why can't I just let go -- why does this stuff keep coming up? We just want all of it to go away... yet what we keep being confronted with is another reason to forgive. We are so tired of this. Any thoughts or advice you can offer us would be much appreciated.