the invisible friend

you cannot reach out to someone who doesn't want your help. that is what i've always believed. you can bash them around the ears, knock them on the head, shout til you lose your voice - nothing you say will register with them. and nothing you do will be appreciated.

yet, when you yourself are in that situation, where you want to reach out and help someone, you convince yourself that you can make a difference, if you try hard enough, show enough that you care - that things can be different for them. that no matter how alone they feel, they will always have someone they can rely on.

then you just beat yourself up when they don't understand what you are trying to do. worse still, when they don't appreciate it. why did you bother? because at one (brief) point in time, you meant a lot to each other. for your own reasons, maybe, but the understanding and trust were there. now it floats, tiny little particles from the shattered relationship that was once so precious. no one can put humpty together again.