Maybe it’s just me. All my life, I would reflexively and constantly envision where my life was taking me, and how the people in front of me would fit in to that picture. Some people would get the lifetime pass, but for most I had to be able to loosely identify how we fit together. Would you be helping me? Would I be helping you? Would we be able to hang out and relax together? Did we entertain each other?
If the answer to all of those was “no”, chances are I would stop investing the energy it took to maintain a relationship – after all, why bother? If I couldn’t lay out a scenario where we would interact somehow, what was the point? I just had difficulty separating the person from the purpose. I don’t think it came from a place of selfishness or greed, I believe it was a natural progression of how I viewed life’s goals and tasks; how was I going to get where I wanted to be? Alright, I’ll admit, written down, that does look selfish.