Not everyone deserves to hear your heartbreak
I read something ages ago that resonated so much with me. The author was saying that it is a privilege to hear someone’s heartbreak. I couldn’t agree more.
We all have people in our lives that we don’t truly know how they feel about us. Some might call them frenemies. The ones that only want to talk about your problems so they can revel in your misery.
I have learnt that the smaller my circle the more fulfilled I feel. When I was in my 20s I thought having a big group of friends was the way but the older you get the more you realise that you are lucky if you have someone you can call at 3 am sobbing about an issue. So I promised to nurture these types of friendships rather than running after the flakes, the untrustworthy, and the people who are way too excited to hear your bad news.
This is the exercise I gave myself last week that really recharged my soul - write a list of 5 people (or fewer) that you trust with all your secrets and send them a handwritten note to show them your love and appreciation. Please do not assume they know. The responses I received gave me a warm glow that I am still feeling.