Have you stopped caring about people from your past?

Samesies. They can all drop dead, for all I care. People suck and are booooring.

I am indifferent about people from my past, they are my past for a reason.

^^^ IN ^^^

I genuinely have ZERO care for people from my past. Zero.

I'm still in touch with some people from grade school, actually.

Love my high school reunions.

I'm genuinely sorry for people who live in the past. What a strange mentality that must be.

[quote] Love my high school reunions.

Yikes

Yikes. Most of my friends from the past are dead or have gone crazy. The latest? A once-dear friend of over forty years (!) who's become a hoarder.

Best walk by the ditch where the God(s)/the Universe left them lying in the dirt.

I am puzzled by people who cling to the past. Memories are very useful - but not being able to let go is actually quite a serious disorder.

I couldn't even tell you the names of the people I went to school with. I learned late in life to dump people that don't add anything to your life.

Some of them, I think about often. What they are doing now and what kind of lives they've had.

[quote]r11 I couldn't even tell you the names of the people I went to school with.

You were friendless?

That's sad.

Sometimes I’ll remember some random person and see what they’re up to. It just takes a moment, and I enjoy it.

I also check out people I know now.

No R13. I had friends and then they went to a different high school and we lost touch. Besides they were boy crazy when I was a gay girl so I didn't have a lot in common with them.

Yes and no. I had a lot of friends in high school. Most of them I'm friends with on social media, but I honestly couldn't tell you much about them now.

A few months ago, a name from my past of a woman I was involved with briefly popped up on my social as having a Birthday. I went to her page since I hadn't thought about her in forever, only to find out she died two years ago. For some reason, it hit me hard. Nothing like knowing someone you once loved is gone for good. It still bothers me.

I do have great memories of high school - I was active, smart, cute (back then at least), and fun. I had great friends, and had a blast. Your question, "Have you stopped caring about people from your past?" Yes, I have. I don't wish them ill will, but do I still care? No, not at all. My life places so little emphasis on the past that, even though people are great memories, I do not currently care. If I knew someone, played with them, was friends, etc. when we were both 9, for example - well, we were 9. I'm almost 50 now. Why on earth would I care about someone from my past. That seems so weird to me.

I reconnected via FaceBook with a redneck from junior high / high school who always stopped to say hello and check in with me when our paths crossed on campus or around town in our teen years - while the rest of his crowd were kind of bullies. I was a bit of a flamer who got teased by some boys.

I told him how his kindness and politeness always made me happy. He's married with kids; it's not like he was a closeted gay.

I'm glad I was finally able to let him know I appreciated it.

[quote]r17 If I knew someone, played with them, was friends, etc. when we were both 9, for example - well, we were 9.

Where I grew up, if you knew someone when you were 9 you also knew them when they were 18, until you all left for college. These were almost daily contacts for over a decade in a relatively small town.

Those people aren't a main focus in my life, but many of them will always be special to me. Just because one appreciates the past doesn't mean you "live" in it. I mean, it's not like I still wear my marching band uniform around the house!

There is a thread around here somewhere about it, but Social Media creates a real boundary issue. Pre-WWW to see Ol’ Susie Q. every 5-10 years was a real treat: catch up & tell each other via verbal in-person communication how your lives were evolving... now you know every time her kids & then grandkids spill Spaghetti-O’s or take a shit and every time Susie has a “great Yoga class today! 😁💆🏻✌🏻“. People are posting the most inane bullshit, like “Oops! I dropped my Yeti mug of coffee on the way out the door!?😡🤪”, complete with a picture or a 10 second video of the “destruction”, this whole social media process took 15+ additional minutes, plus responding to comments and has derailed their day much more than the initial accident. It is always people like that who are bemoaning a lack of time to spend with their family etc. YOU STUPID CUNT! GET OFF FACEBOOK AND YOU’LL HAVE TIME! Well, I for one have callouses on my dopamine receptors from this constant stimulation, “interaction” and simply don’t care anymore. Unless someone reveals their kid started a satanic cult and is on the run for being a serial killer, I’m numb to their bullshit! Mild annoyance is the only emotion. So yes people are horrible now and there is real psychological damage being done that will create the population of Zombies we’re so obsessed with in America, only they won’t be dead... they’ll be brain dead.

I don’t real care about them.. the common interests we had are over, and that makes maintaining friendship hard

^^ wait, you don't still collect Care Bears??

I went through a phase a few years ago where I looked up everyone I could think of from my past. Many were dead,many had hard and depressing lives,many looked nothing like they did and many had turned into the kind of people I wouldnt have thought possible . That was enough for me. So no,I guess I dont care anymore.

I don’t give a shit

I enjoy looking at social media of ex boyfriends who are miserable. One complains constantly and is always the victim. It makes me laugh at what a loser he is.

I joined facebook late. I soon got friend requests from all my old friends. I had a tight group in high school and college. When I got on facebook I found out all of them stayed in contact over the years and get together several times a year. I was floored. It is not like I disappeared. One of them I even flew home for his wedding from LA but it appeared I was dropped from the friend list at some point. It really upset me for a while but then...I got over it. Fuck em.

R26 straights, fag hags or other gays?

r26 mostly straights but I came out a while ago - two of them I fucked around with in college. One I fucked.

R28 that’s why, you’re the token “fag” and/or one of the other queens pushed you out for all the attention.

R26, for many people if you’re not on Facebook you simply don’t exist.

I barely even care about the people from my present.

r29 maybe - I they got together in LA once....posted and I posted "Umm. I live here guys, we should get together," no one responded until three days after they left saying "Oh my bad I thougth you lived in San Diego." One of them posted for months how he was having his birthday party in Chicago and how he invited all his best high school friends. He and I were good friends or so I thought (this is the guy I flew from LA to Chicago to be in his wedding) - and nothing. No invite. Nothing. He posted pics from it and I commented. 'Looks like it was fun'

Haha I love you R31.

Stopped?

It is an odd situation when dealing with old friends. Not really a friend but more like a friendly acquaintance, became such a trumper that I found it hard to deal with him. He moved and so did I and I just cut off contact. Looked him up on FB last week and found out he died a year ago.

Another friend who I’ve known for years became an alcoholic and was hard to deal with. He moved back to his parents hometown in the middle of nowhere, moved into his boyhood room and I heard became a bartender at the local VFW. I called him twice over the last few years just to see how he was doing. The calls were cordial between us, but I had to initiate them. I finally just figured if he was interested then why push it.

I realize everyone gets on with their life, but as you get older as another poster on a different thread mentioned, you only have very few friends that you can count on.

No, I don't care. I really didn't like the brain-dead suburban idiots I went to school with at all and have no idea why they pollute my Facebook. I turned off all their notifications and now just follow BBC and National Geographic and Conde Nast Traveller. I find though that social media just creates a feeling of missing out. The funny thing is the few people I do still talk to who are even remotely palatable anymore or who just happen to be chatty have lives very different than their social media. One girl is actually dirt poor and living off a brutish idiot who cusses but posts pictures as if she is a Hollywood star, another one is married to a redneck and lives in a small place in Tampa with her folks and her baby from another man...she is nice and says hello so I do interact. A biracial ex is also nice and a few gym pals say hi. Do I care too much? No, not really.

What irks me is dudes who I knew would blow each other and fuck in school and now post with wives and kids living in flyoverstan. Usually they imported wives from Asia or Latin America. Kind of pathetic closet cases.

There was only one person from my past I wanted to get in touch with, and recently I did. We're planning to talk on the phone, but she's extremely busy right now. It's been two weeks. We've emailed a few times, but we have yet to talk. Maybe she's one of you phone haters. I don't know.

After this, I'm done feeling there's anyone from the past I need to concern myself with. I don't have the hostility towards old friends some of you seem to have. It's more of a lack of interest, as I found out years ago where practically everyone whose phone number I used to know is living today.

Somehow people all lived full lives without reconnecting outside of reunions before social media.

It's convenient and nice - but it's just not easy to keep close with a lot of people for a long time.

People move in and out of our lives for a reason. Nothing wrong with that. On the other hand, nothing wrong with trying to reconnect with a best friend or former lover where things just went bad for no good reason outside of youthful folly.

I'm always open to make more friends but as you get older, it becomes more difficult.

"I'm genuinely sorry for people who live in the past. What a strange mentality that must be."

What a sad statement that is. One's life is on a continuum, like eternity: it's not the past, it's part of the present AND the future. Staying in touch with the feelings of one's youth (certainly among the most precious I have, particularly my high school years) gives one a perspective on one's entire life and a means to assess one's values, accomplishments and dreams. The unexamined life is not worth living, and all that.

It’s funny because just this week I got a strange message from a law school classmate who I have barely talked to since graduation asking me to catch up over zoom with a glass of wine. The first thing I thought was where did this come from? I could see if it was someone I talked to regularly pre-pandemic, but we graduated 10 years ago and have spoken in years. I tried to remember if this was a hostage/ kidnapping code word scenario we had jokingly worked up at some point, and I could somehow be their only link to the outside world, but came up empty.

I had a call, about a year ago, from my oldest friends........trying to interest me in some pyramid scheme. I make an effort for the people who make an effort for me.

Well O P, I'm sure they don't care about you either.

I really don't care. Do you?

Sure, I'm still friendly with people from my hometown. I didn't leave to get away from them, I just had other places to go.

I sometimes whatever happened to Susan Weaver this girl I went to Yale Drama with. Very tall. Rich connected father. Did some sort of insect film that was a hit. Never hear much about her anymore.

I deleted facebook cause I just don't care. My good friends are in my heart so we instinctively contact each other without thought. Be very wary of people who have 800 friends on facebook

I stopped caring about her long before that Christmas. But then again, I never really cared that much at all.

Oh you mean on Facebook? (sorry, invisible OP)

No, not on facebook, what kind of fucking moron would spend time on facebook anymore?

I’ve got the shits!

R31 that was awesome - I agree

If you’re in my past, we obviously grew apart to the point that you, I, or both of us were no longer interested in maintaining the friendship, so why bother being interested later on?

A friend of mine has become absolutely obsessed with the version of his past and hometown that he is able to glean from reading Facebook. He sends me what to me are random pics from his past, then calls me to explain why he sent them. Rather than stopping caring, he has become utterly obsessed with his past during the pandemic.

So...last night I decided to go to one of those "I grew up in..." FB pages put up by people from my hometown. Some of it was interesting. I found an "I worked in the local department store" thread about the local department store in which I worked after school my junior and senior years in HS.

I found that this one white trashy girl who used to come to grammar school kind of smelly is now a big Trump supporter (she subscribes to DJT, Jr. and Milania pages). The psychotic bitchcunt who was one of 7 psychotic bitchcunts (M&F) across the street now lives in the Heathers hometown, Westerville, OH.

But I didn't find that many people I am now or was ever that interested in. Dredging up the past is not going to be an obsession for me the way it is for my friend.

#18, it's the people who stand by passively- or ignore abuse- that are worse than the perpetrators.

I just saw a post from three of my old high school friends who were all on the basketball team with me. They were tagging our old coach. My first thought was "How is that fucker still alive?"

Just got an invite via Zoom to the wedding of a friend I haven’t seen in the flesh since fall of 2012, but whom I hung out with pretty much everyday in middle-high school back in the 00s. We had a nice 80-minute catch up, but honestly I felt an awkwardness and it was as if I were talking to a friendly stranger the entire time.

She seemed excited and pleased to finally talk to me again and keen for me to attend her nuptials, which made me feel like an ass. She’s doing very well for herself with a busy successful life, despite a difficult low-income background (she is a Nigerian immigrant). I still like and respect her, and think her a sweet person that I don’t want to callously punch and delete (though I doubt she’d notice if it did). She’s got a well-paying straight managerial job, her own little house with her fiancée, a dog, two cars, large social network, black belt in Taekwondo...while I’m just bus-taking and bike-riding, gig-working, couch-surfing, concert-going, lonely Singleton Me.

All the same, the reality is that we aren’t close and don’t speak anymore, plus have nothing in common now - the call made that abundantly clear, at least on my side. I don’t even know her pet dog, let alone her groom or her new friends. My former friend doesn’t even know I’m gay, or that I went to art school, or that I’ve had a long history with depression. From the outside perspective, I’m the one who disappeared after highschool gradation and later turned out as the “loser” of the old clique (we were the misfit geeks in school). It would seem that she & I were friends of geographically circumstance and convenience when we were at the same level, and that’s all.

So the question remains - do I accept? On the one hand, I need all the contacts I can get regardless if I vibe with them or not, as well as an excuse to get in better shape and get out of the apartment (the wedding is next summer). On the other hand, I am basically nothing more than an acquaintance and a pleasant memory to the bride now. It makes it worse that I feel like a social outcast and a worthless peon compared to her, plus I have a slight political objection to weddings in general. And I can’t help imagining how much I would feel like a scumbag accepting a wedding invite from a nice person like she is, only to cynically use it as a networking event and a chance to score free champagne and maybe a hookup. It will also be a little tricky for me to afford travel and accommodation for the event, especially if COVID persists or gets worse.

I have until Valentines’ next year to RSVP, but maybe I should accept or decline earlier to be polite? I have no idea how this stuff works, the couple of friends I have left are broke gay anti-wedding types like me.

r55 they invited you because they want a gift.

When it first became possible to really spy on people via social media and basic Google searches I tried looking up people I used to know, mostly exes and enemies. It wasn't interesting enough to pursue. I'm just not the stalker type. I'd rather concentrate on people I'm in active mutual relationships with.

I don’t have Facebook or Instagram. I don’t care about the lives of people I don’t keep in touch with. I can’t tell if it’s some sort of defense mechanism (like it will make me feel bad if they are doing better than me) or it’s healthy because why put my attention on people I don’t know. Maybe a bit of both?

My sister has Facebook and will occasionally update me on some random person from high school and I never find it interesting - always kind of irritating.

I tried to reconnect with a close high school friend last year and she was perfectly nice we just didn’t have anything in common. She is married with 3 kids and lives in the suburbs.

My high school experience wasn’t bad - I had friends - I just moved on once I graduated and slowly lost touch with people.

I’m probably being avoidant or antisocial maybe. I just really don’t want to know what random people I no longer have any contact with are up to. Like R31 said - it’s hard enough to keep myself interested in my current friends and family.

R56 is right R55 . I was getting wedding invites from people I hadnt ever even met ,like the stepson of a cousin,etc. or kids of the kids of family I had never even met. I never even bothered to answer. Give me a fucking break with that gift grab shit.

Sadly, some of you are really an anti social losers.

R54 Are you make or female?

R55 I stopped reading after this:

[quote]My former friend doesn’t even know I’m gay

You two were not friends, just acquaintances. If you were friends, she would know you were gay because you don’t hide an important part of yourself like that from your friends. Plus, if she’s Nigerian, chances are she is anti-gay. And that’s not racist, just the truth that a lot of people from Africa are anti-gay. Besides, she just wants a gift so why waste your time and money?

R60 right and you participate in idiotic Facebook like a frau with 3 kids. You pay attention to random people from 30 years ago. And that makes you social?

Bitch please.

Live in the present. I’m social with people who are currently in my life. No need to stay in contact through some Mark Zuckerberg bullshit.

I am curious (do care), but I resist the temptation to Google up a storm. That's one bad thing about drinking alcohol, it makes me more inclined to Google people from my past.

I want to know what became of the homecoming kings & queens, football guys, cheerleaders, and even the nerds. (What do the nerds do for a living now? They probably have the most successful careers.) I'll be honest: I love to find out that some popular asshole became fat and miserable.

I moved away for college, and never returned to live in the city that I grew up in. I have had success in my field, and often feel like I’m surrounded by users. It’s refreshing to communicate with people that knew and loved me when I was broke and fat. Oddly enough, several people from my high school became wildly successful, even though we attended a lower income inner city school (very liberal city so the arts were encouraged). One is an academy award winning screenwriter. One married a an English billionaire, and lives the most amazing life ever. Two Harvard professors. One best selling author. We also have friends that work in retail, and blue collar jobs. I find it interesting that there isn’t a snob in the group. Some of my ‘friends’ that I met later in life would never communicate with someone lower middle class.

I would say 90% of them (who are still alive) never cross my mind any longer.

I think the older you get the less you care. I only care about my immediate family now.

[quote]I moved away for college, and never returned to live in the city that I grew up in.

I applaud you. This was my original plan, but unfortunately after I moved away, I had to move back eventually. I still regret it to this day and wish I just would have tried somewhere else. I’m in my late 30’s now so I’m too old now.😭

R68, can you not move now? What is stopping you? You have ONE life to live. Don’t use it trying to make other people happy. What do you want?

R68 you could still do it if you really want to!

I grew up in a rural area and moved away when I was 23 years old. Most of the people "from my past" who I went to school and college with stayed there and turned out to be redneck deplorables. I am aware of them but don't interact with them very much. I don't miss them.

Another point of comparison -- when I was younger I used to think that death was a tragic loss, and that I would miss people after they died. I marveled at my grandmother's cavalier attitude when her own loved ones would die. She never shed a tear and I thought she seemed cold-hearted. Now that I am in middle age, I can see what she saw, and I have realized what a waste of time it is to get attached to this material world, and that includes the other people living in it.

I don't think about friends from high school or college at all. I do miss my friends from 20 years ago though. I moved away from them to another country, so keeping up was hard. I just check FB now and again to see what they're up to.

My first boyfriend cheated on me 20 years ago with the guy he is now married to. I used to look at his Twitter monthly, until one day quite randomly he was untruthfully bitching about me. It upset me, because it wasn't true. I didn't reply, because in the great scheme of things it didn't matter.

My next boyfriend it just didn't work out, but I really cared for him. So I occasionally look at his Facebook. He has a new boyfriend and career and I'm really happy for him.

One former friend had died when I looked. That was sad.

I have some “friends” on Facebook who I don’t know who they are or how they know me. I don’t know if I have firgotten or what.

I think R60 wins this thread.

You don't have to be a "Facebook-addicted frau" in order to care about old friends, co-workers, and acquaintances from your past.

Is it so wrong to have feelings and concerns for people who were a part of your history...??

Still close friends with six people from HS. Three of which I hang out with on a regular basis. I’m 49.

Family, however, has been all but forgotten.

What a question!

I remember when I first got on facebook (when everyone else did) I looked up people from high school and noticed so many of those were "friends" with classmates they would never have been friends with otherwise. It was as if that Facebook connection someone somehow made them part of the "cool crowd" they never were a part of back in high school.

R55 Gay, art school and concert-goer perked my interest and your friend sounds like a drag. Skip the wedding and hang out with me.

I occasionally message a few friends from high school but not many, and not often. I haven’t spoken to any of my college “friends” since I left in 2011. Not that there aren’t people I went to college with I don’t think of fondly, and who liked me at the time, but none of those friendships became enduring, partly because I only went to that city for University and haven’t been back since.

I was so eager to build up my FB friends list when I first got it. Now I browse through it and think, “who the hell ARE these people?” Part of that is women changing their surnames when they marry, but plenty of them I just don’t recall at all. And as time passes, I’m fine to be selective about friendships.

I wasn’t close to anyone in high school and my parents moved away soon after graduation. I occasionally look at the recent obits of the two funeral homes in that podunk town to see if any of them have died. That’s about it.

the one thing I found out is the people I didn't think were cool are actually very interesting people i would be friends with and the cool people all ended up trumpsters. One guy in HS who was a total dweeb turned out to be a late bloomer and totally hot and suprise he is gay. I msged him and we became fb friends. He saw my wall and was suprised I was gay an out. He told me he totally would have hooked up if he knew back in highschool and I joked it was not too late next time I was back home i could look him up - he sent me his cell and said totally ;)

[quote]I am indifferent about people from my past, they are in my past for a reason.

There's much truth to that, but some exceptions, too. I moved around a fair bit in life and simply lost track of many friends from an era pre-social media, pre-Google, pre-email. There's an attrition of friendship that comes with the years wherever you are, and the least bit of distance aggravates that, let alone the uncertainty of where someone is living, so the geographic factor was an accelerant not the reason behind many of those losses.

I was late to Facebook as well and use it more to follow organizational and local events than to trade selfies. I have always let people find me, or not, and haven't tracked anyone down but a few pre-adulthood friends found me that way: three great friends from university whom I do see now and then, and another three friends from earlier whom I would be glad to see if we were in the same part of the world. Happily, the thing that binds us together, our university or our hometown is the least subject of conversation; they are interesting people and what they have done and who they have become since our youth is more interesting than reminiscing about some stupid memory from decades ago. The memories are not altogether unimportant, they're just not the whole point of our friendships; frankly I would lose interest in reminiscing very quickly if that were all we had in common.

I have friends who have fallen into the past-tense or into acquaintance territory: former colleagues, former neighbors, former friends of one sort or another. Social media is nice in a sense in that I can pick up with a bit of what's happened with them since we were in close contact, and keep informed on some level on what's going on with them. They are people I would enjoy meeting for drinks or a meal if I were in their city or they in mine. The "maintenance" of those friendships that exist mainly or entirely in social media isn't a chore and I'm happy to some some knowledge of where they are and what they are doing.

Yes, friendships thin with age and distance, but there's a small group of old friends I am genuinely glad to have made some reconnection with.

Yes, it’s just too much work right now with everything else that is going on. Maybe in few years I will reconsider and see if it makes sense then. Now, not so much.

[quote] My first boyfriend cheated on me 20 years ago with the guy he is now married to. I used to look at his Twitter monthly, until one day quite randomly he was untruthfully bitching about me. It upset me, because it wasn't true. I didn't reply, because in the great scheme of things it didn't matter.

R72, glad you resisted any temptation there may have been to "set the record straight." I can be delusional, but I KNOW I broke up with one of my ex-BFs. In a later conversation, he referred to how "WE decided to break up." I just let it pass. I might have been the first person to ever break up with him and I guess that made him feel better about himself.

I can’t be so self centered that I just “don’t care” about people. Especially if I’ve had some kind of connection with them in the past. I may not be able to gain the same connection as I had from the past, but maybe it’s more about what I am giving to them in reconnecting. Maybe some of these people have never been around a gay person. Do I want them to see some snot nosed self centered nelly queen or do I want them to meet someone who is genuine, caring, outgoing and interested in their lives.

It’s not always all about me and getting my precious needs met served and rocks off. I have no idea how or what role or impression I’m making in the lives of others. I sure hope I don’t come off antisocial and damaged goods as I could.

I am tempted from time to time to look someone up online, but I usually don't, because I'm afraid that either 1) they are dead, 2) they aren't doing so well, 3) they are doing *very* well (I have an envious streak for sure). But for most people in the past, I have stopped caring, besides hoping they're okay. A few people were the ones who stopped contacting me after moving out of state, so it's "on them," but even so I'm at peace with it. There's a reason you became friends with the people in your neighborhood/school/etc and not with people halfway around the globe -- the proximity brought you together in more ways than one. And when that proximity doesn't exist anymore, you can cherish the memories while moving on.

I love them all and all for different reasons,

I'm a curious and nosey person. It's not my best quality.

I like looking up old teachers, etc.

I do care about some people from my past and enjoy when things go well for them.

I also roll my eyes when I see former bullies stress the importance of always choosing kindness and bitching in surprise when a kid is mean to their kid.

It's like middle school and HS have been completely erased from their memories.

[quote] And when that proximity doesn't exist anymore, you can cherish the memories while moving on.

True, that's why after you quit a job, you lose all the "friends" you had at that job.

Now, let me get out my needle and thread so that I can embroider this saying onto a pillow.

[quote]There's a reason you became friends with the people in your neighborhood/school/etc and not with people halfway around the globe -- the proximity brought you together in more ways than one. And when that proximity doesn't exist anymore, you can cherish the memories while moving on.

My experience is much more the opposite. The friends I have in far flung places that I make an effort to keep up with are my best friendships by far.

R85, servicing the world in the role of "The Good Gay" since 1982.

r85 missed the point of the thread. It's about people who are not in your life anymore. There is no need to expend energy Googling and constantly checking social media to see a glimpse of someone who hasn't been in your life in however long. Like someone else said, they are the past for a reason. Once in a while I'll remember something and someone from my past, but I "don't care" enough about it to go looking for them and relive some old memory.

R89 " That's why when you leave a job you lose all the friends you had at that job". Yeah. Years ago,I was unfairly fired after a dispute with my boss (who disliked me from the get go) and went through some really terrible stuff in the aftermath. Like a domino effect sort of thing. All of those people who I saw daily for 2 years and went and had drinks with and partied with after work...no one gave a shit. That experience taught me a difficult lesson about the difference between genuine friends and people you simply hang out with due to proximity.

R92 where did you get googling from my comment? You missed the point of my comment asshole.

That's what the OP is about, asshole r85, not about your sanctimonious "I can’t be so self centered that I just “don’t care” about people."

Thanks to my family's travels, I attended 8 different K-12 schools, including two different high schools. You just can't build up lifelong friendships under these conditions, particularly when you're an introvert like me. So yes, I've stopped caring about people from my past.

There might have been a few people from my university years I would have been interested in staying in touch with but I was working three part-time jobs while going to school, so didn't have much opportunity to build up friendships. And I transferred to a different university halfway through, so that didn't help.

I did find one person via a spur-of-the-moment Google search (that worked, thanks to a unique last name) and it looks like he has done okay for himself but he's halfway across the country and we're in very different places now, so I didn't bother to try to dig up an email address or phone.

R84 That's exactly how I felt too. If it made him feel better about himself, to a bunch of his friends, who I will never meet and who will never know me, so what.

One thing consoled me. Years of smoking, drug and alcohol use had caught up with him. He looked 50 going on 75. 🤣

But asshole r95 I repeat again, where did you get that from MY comment. Your just a horrible person. And it shows.

I still look up a closeted boyfriend from over ten years ago. He got a 20 year old pregnant but his Instagram shows he’s still trolling for D. He’s never been good at being stealthy about it.

r10, As someone once said to me, "I pull people out of my life like you pull weeds out of a garden."

R74 - yeah r60 “wins the thread” by calling people who don’t use monstrous FACEBOOK “anti-social losers.”

Wtf are you talking about? If you want to keep tabs on your past friends via some horrible social media empire than by all means do so.

The self-righteous nonsense in this thread accusing people of “not caring”‘about anyone in their past is laughable. Beyond extra.

You queens aren’t superior because you read about your high school acquaintances on Facebook. Give me a f*cking break.

This obviously doesn’t apply to the responses of people who actually stayed friends with people from high school and childhood. Good for you. I wish I had those connections but I grew up in the south in a pretty conservative town and I don’t. Doesn’t mean I didn’t make friends later in life. You would think a bunch of gay men would understand that scenario but I guess not.

So much vibrant Sociopath Pride on this thread!

I don’t care about anyone I went to high school with, and the couple times I’ve looked them all up on Facebook, I was really depressed by their lives. Not because they look so happy and successful, but because they all seem so content to stay in or around the same backwater town we went to school in. Fat spouses, 3 kids, camping/fishing trips, tacky as hell.

However, I did reach out to my best friend from high school, whom I haven’t seen in over 20 years, because lately I’ve been fantasizing about him and his MONSTER COCK. We’ve been chatting online a bit here and there over the past year. Nothing flirtatious. But... I would love to arrange a “for old times’ sake”, one-on-one reunion when I’m in his neck of the woods sometime soon. His was my first adult-sized dick when we were about 16, and it forever shaped me.

R103 do it