i’m beginning to wonder if maybe the people i’ve gotten close to have not been good friends themselves.
i get many compliments from various people of all ages… a lot of them talking about how thoughtful and creative i am… it now takes me a while to become close friends with people, but honestly, (and not pridefully), i think i’ve been really good to my friends. i try to keep in contact, i push for honest conversations and answers, i try as hard as i can to let them know i’m thinking of them and care and love them…
i may have my moody fits, but i think their issue is themselves.
there comes a point when we grow up. at that point, i feel, it’s a bit easier to befriend and keep friends. you set aside petty arguments, you learn not to play the blame game to the point where you forget what you’re blaming for… nor playing games at all in a mental sense. (which a lot of my “friends” tend to do.)
i’m in that transition i guess. we’re all still pretty young and have a long ways to go.
