If you rarely get a chance to have a reciprocal conversation with a person, you’re acting as their audience to a monologue and not as a friend. You also deserve to be listened to and deserve to talk about any problems in your life.
The truth of it is, regardless of how rocky or difficult a relationship may have been at times, it wasn’t a worthless endeavor.
I’ve never been a smoker, but it reminds me of his fingers when they touched my face, the way my hair absorbed the ambient nicotine of Brooklyn rooftops and stayed with me for days. It’s a physical conduit to the things I no longer have, but it reminds me that they were real.
We need to treat ourselves with the respect, admiration and pride we would with any other best friend: if someone was putting them down, we’d stand up for them. If someone was hurting them, we’d pretty much kick their ass. If good things were coming their way, we’d jump up and down with excitement, proud of what they’ve accomplished.
What about the friendship, the connection, that was already solidified? What about the banter, the laughter, the easygoing rapport? Where do they all go?
As a child, anyone can be your friend.
They are the ones who will encourage you to chase after your dreams when the odds are never in your favor.
Travel as much as you can! Explore every square inch of the living room and make sure to visit the backyard during the summer!
Listen to Whitney Houston’s entire discography and weep softly to “I Will Always Love You.”
They make you uncomfortable in your own body.