Pretty much identical to what Chia said.
You know, there really isn't anything to SAY to most people on a weekly basis. Even when I have news from my life, there's really only one or two people I care to tell the story to. I fucking hate repeating myself.
I just don't like to feel indebted to anyone - If I don't want to talk, I don't want to talk. But some people, especially those that live far away, feel like you have to *invest* in friendship with regularly scheduled communication. Makes no sense to me - I'll like you just as much three years from now as I like you today, whether we talk once or thirty six times between now and then. But I guess I'm really only speaking for myself.
Yup.
Long-distance (romantic) relationships, I work harder at. But, I'm a very visual, physical person. I'm never going to be as into it as if the person were standing right in front of me. In my opinion, LDRs are hardly worth it. Lot of pain, no gain if it doesn't work out, and it probably won't.
Long-distance (family) relationships, non-existent unless they initiate contact. If something happens that I need to know about, I'm sure someone will clue me in. Most stuff isn't worth knowing. As long as they're breathing, I'm not sure I care what they're up to. Plus, I see most of them every year, or every few years. We'll have a good time together and catch up then.
Long-distance (friend) relationships, just non-existent. If I know I'm never going to see them, there's really no incentive for me. I have some of those people on Facebook, only because I'd care if something bad happened to them.
I'm always in the moment. Take PerC, for example. I like some people here, I really do. I like interacting with them. But, there's a chance I could just leave one day, no goodbye, nothing. That's just how I am. I don't mean to be callous about it.
I think I lost my best friend because... I don't even know how to explain it. I suppose I just wasn't sociable enough for her. We'd been friends for 12 years. I'd been there for her in all sorts of ways. Last year, I was going through a really, really difficult time. I didn't leave the house, I didn't have any communication with anyone. I had been in a car accident, hurt my back, was in constant pain, couldn't walk or stand for any significant time, forced to quit my job... After a couple months, she said she didn't want to be my friend anymore. I reminded her what I was going through and she said she didn't care about my "pity party".
She was a worthless bitch, but the point is, some people require more attention than others. Fawn over me, tell me how great I am, listen to me talk about my boyfriend for the billionth time. All the time! Fuck that.