When

is it reasonable to give up on a friendship? After how many ignored overtures?

It's hard not to take this kind of thing personally, and wonder how I have failed to be worth keeping in touch with.

But I guess I should just remember the good times and let go peacefully. It's certainly true that our friendship was strongest a few iterations of self ago, and I guess I'm just unlucky that my affection hasn't waned. Oh well, I certainly have been luckier than I deserve in other departments - it would be ungrateful and unseemly to fuss much.