Skip to main content

What It Means To Be A Friend

April 8, 2016

It surprises me how fast friendships and relationships change. One day you go from being best friends and sisters with someone to them completely ignoring your existence.

Has there become this idea that relationships are one sided? I was raised that any conflict is two-sided. All relationships are two way streets. Therefore, one person cannot fix everything. If I am trying to fix the path of our relationship but they put up a massive sign and orange barrels; there isn't much I can do.

I have found that all I can do is love them anyways and pray. (Cliche I know) It hurts. But all relationships do. When you care, you open yourself to vulnerability and getting hurt. Sometimes more than you would ever want to admit. (I'm there)

However, there are the friends that are God given blessings. Those are the ones that you need to hold onto because they're irreplaceable. They can be the biggest role models for what a true friend looks like. (I missed that a lot.) I wasn't a good friend to Texas, Fluffette or my little sister for a long time. while they say it's nbd; I can't. I had to apologize and realize that I needed to have a better understanding of being a friend.

I have learned what it means to be a true friend from them. It's not pouring out word vomit about life to them about how awful life it sometimes. It is saying hey I'm not okay right now but pray for me. It is creating that two way street with them. That if I need to talk and need a shoulder then I need to be that shoulder too. I have so much love and respect for them that they have taught me this.

Sometimes it takes the hurt and pain to learn. God brings people into and out of our lives for a purpose and I promise 99 percent of the time we won't understand. But there's a reason. Trust Him.

I am seeing what good and bad friends are now and how much people change. No, it's not easy to go through life without people you genuinely love but there are seasons to life and friendships. Those seasons are how we change and grow and how our friendships change.

Just remember to evaluate the kind of friend you are being to those around you. That is what is most important. Self-reflecting who we are and how we are affecting those around us.

Are you being a good or bad friend?

xoxo,
Em

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Transitions

Sitting in class this morning, we decided that we were going to learn about suicide. The thing that I thought I left in my past after March 14th of 2016. Then as I was sitting, listening and learning, I realized that I have the chance to use my experience to help others. Which I guess, I always thought was the goal after overcoming my struggle. I thought I was supposed to be able to talk about my issues and help others. However, that is easier said then done most of the time. It isn't easy to directly ask someone if they are struggling with suicidal thoughts or ideation. When we don't ask or talk about it just emphasizes the stigma. I guess my question is that while I learn about transitioning into professional school why did I think I needed to leave my past behind? It is a part of who I am and what I have overcome in my life. I feel like I should use it. Talk about it. The more even ONE person talks about their past and their issues the more it will help even one pers

Kryptonite

We all have our kryptonite, right? That one thing that gets us. Whether it's ice cream or a person, we have something. For me, it's a person. And I love him. Just saying that out loud is hard. We haven't had the easiest friendship for the four years of undergrad and the last couple of years were murky with feelings. When I graduated, we didn't talk and I had lost my closest guy friend that was a big rock in my life for a long time. Granted, there were big parts of my life he missed as I got into pharmacy school and what not but somehow he always ends up back in my life. I have truly questioned if it is the best decision or if I should just let him be. Every time, my heart and this voices tells me to let him in. He is my kryptonite. We fight. We don't talk. We come back. Then, we talk. I realize I still love him. I miss him not being in my life. I start to question again why. Why is he in my life? Why this season? Or why the last? It's not that I question

This is Only the Beginning

February 15, 2016 I always said blogging was stupid and was for the Serena Van Der Woodsens of the world. If you don't know who SVDW is then you haven't watched Gossip Girl, the white girl staple Netflix binge. However, I find myself as a SVDW writing my own blog. Why am I writing a blog? This is how I can cope with the pain of white girl life. Instead of using self-harm to tear my body apart I can use words to express myself. Basic white girl, right? I make no promises about the niceness or the morbidity of what some posts will bring but it will be me. White girl moments and all. Here I am. Almost 20, still trying to figure out who I am and what God's plan is for me. I will never fully understand how or why He does things, only that He does. All I ask is that as you read, you learn who I am and walk this life with me. Good, bad, and everything in between. Are you ready to take a leap of faith into the unknown of tomorrow? I am. xoxo, Em