I’ve drastically cut back on how often I drive up to visit friends and family in a different city. If I were in their shoes, I’d feel obligated to entertain someone visiting from out of town.
Yet if that someone popped in often enough, I’d start to feel miffed about cancelling my plans to keep entertaining that person. Now when I’m visiting, I keep wondering if they’re genuinely enjoying my company or if they’d rather be doing something else.
My solution has been to just take no part in that and stay the fuck away. It’s a conundrum that’s been eating at me. Anyone ever deal with this successfully?
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Is it your hometown where you are from that your family lives?