The boy blames others for his shortcomings; the man figures out how to eliminate or mitigate them. The boy does the bare minimum in order to get by; the man does more than his share of the task, one hundred percent and then some. The boy believes that the world owes him something; the man knows he must earn everything. The boy avoids the consequences of his actions; the man accepts them, no matter how painful.

I am not the friend that you choose to go out with to boost your self-esteem. I am not the friend you compare yourself to when you are having a shit day. I am not the friend that you love walking into a room with because all eyes fall on you. I do not wear an invisibility cloak that deems me unworthy of love, that deems me ugly, that deems me not beautiful.