friendship

C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"

Friendship Takes Effort
Honestly, friendship is a touchy topic for me. Back in elementary and high school, whenever my mom said something like, “What is your friend's name,” or “Is she your friend?” I always corrected her and said, “That’s not my friend, that’s my schoolmate.” Mostly because my mom calls everybody I talk to a friend, even if I only talked to them once. But anyways, the point is, a friend to me is much more than talking to someone a couple of times. A friend is someone you can trust, someone you can confide in, and someone you can go to anytime for help. I get that there can be different levels to friendship; some friends may be good for some things, while others are good for something else. You can know a lot of people, but can you really call all of them your friends? No, they are called acquaintances, in my opinion.
By Chimdi Chime7 years ago in Humans
Seeing the Light in Everything
Have you ever met someone and instantly click with them? That’s exactly what happened between my best friend and I. The start of junior year was rough for me. I attend a small private school (26 girls total) and all of my friends graduated the previous year. I was starting fresh. A new girl came and our levels of sarcasm met each other. We became connected at the hip. We never did anything without each other. To the extent that when she had a life-altering surgery in her home state, I flew out to be with her. Then senior year started. I began to realize I was more negative around this best friend and more pessimistic. I started to see that she made me push away all of my friends that she didn’t like. I started distancing myself slowly, as not to make a mess of an already messy situation. Then one night she snapped. She started treating me like I murdered her family. She began to reveal my secrets that I told ONLY to her. She started befriending people she couldn’t stand that she made me separate from.
By Adi K7 years ago in Humans
My Best Friend Is Still Friends with My Abuser
I had a best friend for six years. We had the same birthday, only an hour apart. Like any relationship, he and I had our ups and our downs, but back then it felt like a great relationship, one I couldn't live without, almost. We met sophomore year of high school, and became best friends the following year. We were close. We loved each other. I've tried to write about him on here before, but every time I can't quite figure out the words to explain what he ended up doing to me, through his actions and through his words. But bottom line: he emotionally abused the crap out of me at the end of our relationship; the last six months with him were hell and I ended up hating him instead of loving him. It was a terrible end to such a beautiful relationship. Or so I thought, until I stopped speaking to him and realized what I had actually put up with when it came to being his best friend. The crap I dealt with because of him over the years, and I ended up hating him even more.
By Dani Ash7 years ago in Humans
1–My Friend From Uni
The front door creaks open worryingly. Steven and Amy peer in hopefully, and once they’re certain nothing will fall on their heads, they step inside and take a deep breath. For better or worse, they’re home.
By Conor Miggan7 years ago in Humans
Vivian
So I originally had the picture of you in the honors college looking like you were heading off to war, but I wasn't able to get it uploaded. *big tear* But I want to still remind you: Don't you dare forget about me when you're famous, you'll always be a Swedish orphan in my camera roll.
By sarah cay smith7 years ago in Humans
Kassidy
How has it been almost a whole year since we met at college orientation? It feels like we've been through about ten years of friendship together. I am so thankful you were bold enough to give me, a stranger, a compliment at orientation. You were kind, a friendly face, and an adorable little hippie. You completely owned and ROCKED the outfit you were wearing and you didn't just compliment me and walk away, you actually talked to me–something I had not known from a friend in a long time. I knew from that moment on that you would be my best friend.
By sarah cay smith7 years ago in Humans
Best Friends
I remember when I got my first cell phone. It was the fall of 2005. I also remember when it rang one day, while I was out for breakfast with my BFF Cortez. We were in Old Town, at a Mexican Restaurant. I was having enchiladas, and he was going to have a fit with me.
By Maria Ayala7 years ago in Humans
I Have Plenty of Friends... but No Best Friend
Ever so often, we yearn for the companionship of a good core group of besties. We've seen it on Sex in the City, Living Single, Girlfriends, and even Issa Rae's hit HBO series Insecure. Television has painted a picture of what relationships are supposed to be like in our 20s, but is it even realistic?
By Dorlene Ricks7 years ago in Humans
Little Me
I'm in my late twenties and have experienced A lot of sh*t. From losing my first and only child (another story later) to being a victim of domestic violence to my ex-husband (who is technically my actual husband since we aren't divorced... yet). Point is, my life has always been complicated. I have always attracted "excitement"—code word for chaos. One thing I always thought was a constant were "my sisters."
By chanel West7 years ago in Humans
Diary of a Dying Girl (Pt. 6)
I thought we were end game. I'm not sure that I'm allowed to feel this way. And I guess it's because it feels obsessive. Maybe it's just the way I want to word how I'm feeling.
By Diary Of A Dying Girl7 years ago in Humans
It Can't Be Forced
If the screw isn't going into the hole don’t jam it in, don’t think, “just a little bit more,” NO! “Maybe I should try a different tool (for the SIXTH time),” NO! just NO, Sure when you have tried the first two times, that’s usually enough, especially when you know the screw probably shouldn’t have been there in the first place. Yeah, I love talking about screws, it’s my thing some may say.
By Chimdi Chime7 years ago in Humans
Compartmentalizing
Relationships. Relationships are complicated. We are always searching for something that we think will make us whole. The reality is that there are so many traits and characteristics that make up every individual. To try and simplify what I am trying to convey I will use the Yin & Yang symbolization to describe how seemingly opposite or contrary forces may actually be complementary, interconnected, and interdependent, as every relationship is dependent upon having these both to suit our needs. To even simplify this more I will give an example:
By Jacklyn Catherby7 years ago in Humans