Imagine making friendships that have lasted for four years. Through all the good times, and bad times, this person was there for you. Ready to help you encounter whatever happens next. Whenever you simply needed someone to go to lunch with you or you just wanted to go over to his house, you could.
Now wait. Imagine that this same person, who has no reason to hate you, all of a sudden does. You find him chasing you on a beach with his fists clenched ready to swing for the fences.
“Why?” you might ask.
There isn’t a reason.
There is never a reason to throw away four years of great friendship.
Never.
Sure, the others were weak. They were so superficial and so caught up with the “drama scene” that it was almost expected that they would go down at the first chance. But not you. Oh no, we all thought you were different.
And we were all wrong.
So instead of you; instead of your four years of solid friendship, a new, white light has arrived on the scene - someone who I have only become close with recently. He stepped in and filled your shoes. He stopped you from making possibly the biggest mistake of our friendship and made sure you knew that.
Someone I practically JUST MET had to tell you that you were being an idiot and calmed you down.
This occurance really makes me realize how fragile and nearly pointless time is in a friendship. Some say, “I have know him/her for ___ years! He/she is my BEST friend!”
Bull.
Years don’t mean anything. It’s all about content.
Would that person honestly take a punch for you? Would he/she stand up for you when no one else did? Would he/she think rationally in a time of irrationality?
If you’re running through all of your “best” friends and one of these questions is answered with an all-deciding “no,” then that person is not someone that you should be “best” friends with.
I am an example of this.
I thought that years of being friends with someone meant something. I thought that as long as you actually knew the person, you could stick up for them in times of need.
I would have done that. I would have thought rationally in times where people weren’t.
But you couldn’t, you son-of-a-bitch. You have to commit one of the worst crimes in my book.
You had to follow the crowd.
Have fun doing that. You’ll get led nowhere by the naysayers and the fakers.
I’m going to go focus on my life from a different view-point.
Everything doesn’t last. Deception is the world’s super-power.
And it’s not afraid to use it.
So let’s take refuge in those who believe in us and what we stand for. Let’s look at those who look at us with unclouded eyes.
Because if we don’t, we’re going to fall into that same, deadly pattern.
This is a shout out to all my real friends out there.
