I don’t have many friends, true friends,
and I am quite okay with it.
Friendship is, in my opinion, the most
difficult relationship to successfully maintain – as with all kinds of
relationships, there is always the risk of an imbalance, and you don’t have a
contract binding you, like a marriage, but there is a level of emotional
intimacy; you are privy to another’s best and worst, and there’s really nothing
to stop you from saying ‘screw this shit’ and walking away when there is
difficulty or conflict.
Being someone’s friend, in the truest
essence of the word, takes a lot of effort, and the challenge for us all is to
find that person or persons who are worth the effort and who think that you are
worth the effort.
I read a beautiful quote on Twitter the
other day, which says: “Friendship isn’t about who you’ve known the longest.
It’s about who walked into your life, said ‘I’m here for you’ and proved it.” It
resonated with me because it is something that I have experienced most acutely
over the last few years.
I have drifted so far from some of my
oldest friends…but I have been caught by a person, who has been there for me
(and continues to be) through some of my darkest hours. And if my lot in life
is to only be able to call this one person my friend, I would be more than
contented and happy.
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