I am generally quite good at maintaining friendships. One interesting thing I notice, particularly after leaving a workplace or place of education, is that it isn't always the people you get on best with at the time who end up being the longer-term friends... Often I have managed to completely lose touch with the person I really gelled with, but end up being in touch with someone who wasnt a best friend at the time, but who proves to be quite good in the longer term.
Only once have I really dropped a friend. This was a woman in her mid-to-late thirties when I was probably in my late twenties/early thirties. She had had a run of bad luck and awful things happening to her: she had been sexually assaulted twice, her job was not that great, she was short of money because she only worked pt and she lived in slightly insecure accommodation. So I felt quite a bit of sympathy for her and tried to be supportive, both verbally and by trying to identify opportunities that might help to improve her situation eg. flats, jobs etc. Then she decided to move to a far-flung part of the country and do casual work there, once again I was supportive and encouraging.
When she returned we arranged to meet up for dinner and it went badly wrong from the start. We ended up trekking around in the dark for a long time, in central London, trying to find a place to eat where she was happy with the menu prices. Eventually I put my foot down and said, 'let's just go in here, I will pay' - we did, but she was clearly not happy. In the course of the conversation she told me that she had decided to stay in London in order to look after her long-term boyfriend who was dying. I was really surprised, as this boyfriend had never been mentioned before through all her troubles, and suggested that she needed to think really carefully before making this commitment - as I had just experienced a relative dying of a terminal illness and knew what was involved in caring for someone in this situation. I also questioned whether she should make this commitment, as I hadn't been aware of him being there when she was going through X, Y and Z. She replied airily that she wouldn't feel tied down by him, that if she wanted to go off travelling at any moment she would and that my experience was a completely different sort of situation.
I changed the subject but she was clearly not happy again. On the way out of the restaurant, I asked if everything was OK, but she said that she was really offended by what I had said. At that point I snapped a bit and said that I did sometimes wonder if we were compatible to be friends any more. She was really shocked, but said something like 'well, let's kiss and make up', we did, said good night and that was that.
I never heard from her again....
Thinking objectively, we had all sorts of differences - different age groups, economic differences. I also think that we had got caught in a pattern of talking about her troubles and it was all a bit one-sided, so when I heard that she had not shared this huge aspect of her life, I was fed up to say the least. I think the facade crumbled as soon as there was any kind of tension between us.