What an interesting world that we live in. I’d like to say that I’m disappointed and sad over the [apparent] ending of a friendship … but to say such a thing would not be “entirely true” in this case.
Have you ever had a friend that, regardless of how long you’d been friends or how deep the friendship ran, you did always find yourself stepping gingerly around him or her in order to maintain the peace? (I suppose the first thing one should ask themselves is, “Is this person really a friend if I’m always having to watch what I say around him?”) The answer is likely to be “no.”
I make introductions to potential friends easily.
The attachment (or underlying friendship) takes longer to formulate. This is likely a product of my forty-nine years of life because, in time, a number of persons will let us down to some degree or another. Depending on how attached you are to the individual, your measure of disappointment or hurt is certain to fluctuate. Regardless, all acts of betrayal leave their mark and as such, you start making it a practice to take more time letting people in as a member of your “most cherished and trusted” circle of friends.
That is likely the case with most of us, for better or worse.