The longer I live, the less I understand life, it seems...

Last week, I was officially dumped as a best friend of someone I knew - or thought I knew - for nearly 30 years. I swear it was one of the most painful experiences I've ever had...and possibly, the worst disappointment in my life. Aguy I was friends with since high school, he dumped me, threw me in the trash...for reasons I'll probably die without knowing.

Even though, this so-called "friend" of mine could've just decided to break up as friends...because I'm bisexual. Yes, he's a hardcore homophobe, and an obnoxious one at that...I think he removed me as "friends" because he thought I might give "the gay" to his offspring...or just because he's plainly ignorant...I'll never know, for he refuses to tell me.

This hurts. It hurt more than any other type of disappointment I've ever had. A guy I loved as a brother, he...just decides to terminate our friendship, like that...I feel like I've lost not just a friend, but a good portion of my will to live is gone as well...

Yet I must press on, somehow...continue, despite all this life's misgivings. But the struggle becomes harder and harder, specially when you're almost out of friends...or even willing to trust anyone, ever again, like I did, with my now "defunct" friend.

Oh well. Life goes on. Unfortunately.