Today I thought about friendship a lot and the strings attached to it. I am known for having a tone of friends and I’ve always been that good friend that everyone can rely on. The trick is that although I can be the perfect friend for others, I almost never reveal myself as my true self. I tend to be a little over protective of my identity and talk a lot without actually saying anything important about me. I used to be the shoulder that everyone would come and cry on and we often laughed thinking how much money I could have made if I would have become a therapist. Every story that someone tells me, sad, funny or dramatic, has its own special place in my story drawer and sometimes I take them out, analyze them and put them on paper for others to learn from.
But still I am a very private person, despite the fact that I am really loud, talk too much sometimes and laugh hysterically apparently for no reason at all. I wasn’t always like that. I used to pour out my soul and give it on a nicely colored plate to whoever was willing to take it; but the string to true friendship is that it goes both ways and because not once but twice, I was stepped on and walked on, I decided that a one way street is the best approach for me. I still love my friends and there are some that worked their way into that special nook and I could never let them go but all of me and everything I am belongs to only one person besides me and he is what some call, a best friend. I am amazed that people in relationships don’t consider their lover also their friend and it also shocks me to see how many secrets married people keep from each other. In the end if you chose that person for life, don’t you acknowledge that he or she is the only one that should know you and the only one that will be there until nothingness?
Bottom line, if you found a true friend, you should never let him/her go; he/she will bug you, annoy you, love you, slap your crazy thoughts out of your head, love you, talk to you, hold your hand when you are sick or smile at you and leave the room, in my case (I can’t handle sick people) and so on. And if you didn’t find that person, don’t panic, just reason that in the end the only one that really knows the truths of your life, that understands you no matter what and never left your side is the one that you see in the mirror every day. Over and out!
