Loving a self-deprecating best friend is easy. Knowing she doesn’t love herself is the hard part.
You can’t help but feel like the best era of your life is coming to a close.
I get too emotionally involved in other people’s relationships.
During my time at rock bottom, I realized my relationship with boys and alcohol weren’t the only abusive relationships in my life. I also had an unhealthy relationship with you.
Having a long-distance best friend is like having this secret vault into which I can spill with no consequence or judgment. I can tell her how I am actually feeling, as opposed to how I should be feeling or what I want to be feeling. Secret’s safe with her.
Your group chats help you power through the day.
These are the friends who greet you with an it’s-been-too-damn-long hug. The friends who knew you before you had sex, before you had a title and a desk and a commute.
“He was like the flesh and blood equivalent of a DKNY dress…. you know it’s not your style, but it’s right there, so you try it on anyway.”
I bet you were thrown off when you saw a Facebook message from me asking you to meet me at the park, but I needed to tell you everything.
Over time, after growing apart, it’s definitely possible to care about someone you used to love on a friendship-level. Personally, I don’t know how you couldn’t.