Giving up the gambit

I used to think I was a tolerant and easy going person.

Not anymore.

I used to think I was a good friend.

Not anymore.

I admit, the new me is neither of those things. I miss her, but in order to move on. I think I just have to accept things, even though I don't want to. Maybe I have to do things I don't want to do. But even then, will that make me a better person?

If I congratulate your sex life?
If I gush about your boyfriends? Girlfriends?
If I tell you lies about what I really think about your lifestyle?

But if that's what you want to hear.