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!"
To the Best Friend I've Always Treasured
My Dearest Friend, The years have been bittersweet, haven't they? It's to be expected of course; life is both a figurative and literal rollercoaster, yet since I've met you and we became close friends I've realized how manageable my life has been compared to yours, and the real person lying beneath the facade. Take a step back with me and think of your previous reflection: a fragile, yet outgoing soul with always something holding you back and away from your potential. Even your perspective of what life seemed to be during these critical moments in time was hopeful but still managed to take a turn for the worse--society pumped so much negativity you didn't know where to turn. I believe the world brings us to people and situations to test us in all facets of creation. You were part of my life's journey as I am of yours; but have you ever stopped to think of that fateful day our Freshman year of college would be the catalyst that saw us seeing and experiencing so much in such an animated manner?
By Mario Castelli7 years ago in Humans
F · R · I · E · N · D · S
The Friends theme song goes "I'll be there for you 'cause you're there for me too"; and that's the way it's supposed to be, no? You're supposed to be there for each other? Distance, age, the sheer busyness of life should not be a reason for the end of a relationship let alone a true friendship. Life has had the most ironic ways of showing me that anyone can switch up, no matter the bond or history.
By Samantha Castro7 years ago in Humans
The Strong One
I have always been there for all my friends. Whether it is in person, over a phone call, or through a text, I make sure I am available unless I am working and it’s super busy. But, other than that, I am devoted to helping everyone else but myself. I have been the friend that listens to everyone’s problems but doesn’t share hers as often. I have been the friend that always pretends to be the strong one when everyone else needs a lending hand. I have been the strong friend who is always there for everyone else but herself.
By Andrea Rodriguez7 years ago in Humans
How I Learned One of My Former Friends Was a Sociopath and How I Broke Free from Her Grip
We all have had that one friend that our parents warn us about. You know, the friend that really doesn't give a damn about you or your own well-being. I've been there as a young adult. Rebecca was that friend. It took the unnecessary stress of being in her wedding for me to realize that a former friend of mine was a sociopath. Did I find out the hard way? Yes. I found out for the better, which did me a huge favor in the long run. Did she break me? No. Sometimes, bullies and fake friends make you, not break you.
By Devin Louise7 years ago in Humans
How to Have the Perfect Circle of Friends
One of the greatest difficulties that people can face in life is a lack of friends or people to share experiences with. Friends can play an incredibly important role in our lives, both filling our hearts with love and allowing for us to happily share experiences with one another. Sometimes we have feelings of sadness or inadequacy because we either feel we don’t have enough friends or are unhappy with the ones we have chosen to keep around. In either scenario, the feelings are only temporary and there are many things that we can do to change our friendship situations. Below is a list of activities you can engage in to surround yourself with ideal individuals who can potentially go on to become long-term friends and acquaintances.
By Smitten Kitten7 years ago in Humans
Living Distant
Distance: an amount of space between two things or people. September 27, 2017. My parents told me that they were THINKING about moving 1,627 miles away this coming summer. To me that was an insane idea. I would be going into my junior year, AKA the hardest year of high school. Everyone would have their “cliques” and friend groups and I would be left on the sidelines. I’ve had the same friends since I was in fifth grade. So leaving them with only two years of high school left was absurd to me. So I pushed the idea aside and simply said no.
By Abbie Watts7 years ago in Humans
I Think I'm the Hot Mess Friend. Top Story - September 2018.
I became a mum two years and two months ago. Like many stay at home parents, I wombled along to a baby group in the hopes that putting my baby around other babies would somehow make said baby happy and in turn I would be around other mums. Despite the fact that singing cheesy songs in a circle of other mums is my literal nightmare situation (hate singing in front of people and large collections of mothers somewhat scare me) I went along with the best intentions. I arrived excessively early as usual and walked around outside of the circle of chairs, cradling my baby (who was five weeks old) staring at his face and nowhere else. I used him as a way to calm myself down and distract myself from the nerves of the situation. This was actually when he did his first set of grins which I still remember fondly. When the time came to sit down, I looked around the room, suddenly feeling like a schoolgirl all over again. It was obvious that a lot of the mums already knew each other as they sat in their little groups, oblivious to other mums around them. Every so often, you could see the bewildered mum, looking down at the floor and you could ascertain that she too was new. I sat down next to one such mum in the hopes that at some point over the half an hour I would pluck up the courage to speak to her. I smiled at her and she looked away shyly. The seat on the other side of me remained empty for the whole session and we never said a word to each other. I choked back panic as the leader of the session started singing (seriously can't stress how much people hearing me sing freaks me out) and tried to mumble follow along to unfamiliar and oh so cheesy songs. My baby slept for the whole session. It was generally a bit of a disaster. As I was getting ready to leave, a woman walked up to me. I just remember noticing her long dark hair and her warm smile. She said hi and asked me how old my son was (always a good ice breaker). I stuttered over small talk for a minute and we started walking out together. We realised that we were headed in the same direction to walk home and so we walked together and chatted away. As it came time to part ways, she asked to swap numbers. When I walked through the front door, instead of feeling like a total flop, I felt like I was walking on cloud nine.
By Jaz Johnstone7 years ago in Humans
Short Story: Halogen Headlights
The sun was hot. I remember that clearly. Jade and I climbed up into my black beat up Chevy. It took a couple twists of the key to get it to start but after a couple moments of thumping and clinking the old girl’s engine began to putter. I shifted it into reverse and backed it out of the driveway. Jade spun the volume dial and southern rock music started blasting from the speakers.
By Becki Wilson7 years ago in Humans
