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Today I came to a startling realization/conclusion. And
here's the cool part. I wasn't trying to figure anything out. This all
happened when I received an email from my best friend.
My best friend. Isn't that cute. We've been friends forever and even now, though miles apart, we still remain great friends.
Anyway, getting this email made me think back to the time when I thought that I did not have the capacity/ability to name anyone my best friend because I had commitment issues. How wrong I was. I have no problem with committing when there is genuine love and camaraderie involved. The reason why I named no one as my best friend was because of not so great childhood occurrences. I shall now recount the....tale?
So when I was younger, probably in the third grade, I had two best friends. Later another joined and then the three musketeers had a fourth. But in the third grade it was just the three of us. And I guess the saying three's a crowd shall never get old because whenever we wanted to upset each other we would only be best friends with one and not the other. Now although I played along with this ridiculously cruel game, I remember always feeling left out when I was the object of spawn. So now, in an attempt to make up for my past childhood cruelty perhaps, I do not have best friends. Maybe this may sound childish and dumb on the surface. Scratch a little beneath and it might still sound silly. However, further beneath there is a good sound solid adult foundation. (haha, i'm still legally incompetent - and i should be jailed for non sequitar statements) I do not call any of my friends best friends not because I do not deem any worthy. Au contraire. I do not call anyone my friend who I do not see as best friend material. I have acquaintances and I have friends. Friends have my back and I have theirs, no questions asked. (Real life situation, questions will be asked but loyalty will be given either way ...unless,...)
No one person could be your best friend. That's putting a lot of pressure on that person. I'm not the best at everything and neither is anyone else. Some friends can make me laugh, some friends can make me think, some friends are great to have around when I'm melancholy, and some friends are not. No one person I've met is capable of doing all of these and more. Well maybe there is one... for every rule there is an exception. In conclusion, I do not call any of my friends my best friends because there are all excellent friends. Too many bests and the meaning of the word is lost due to the triteness of it.
There is no reason for this post but the fact that I wanted to record these thoughts. Three months from now I might feel completely different.
And side note, if I have extended any words of best friendship to you (yes, like Rush Limbaugh I too can coin ridiculously stupid phrases) they are not being taken back. Because like I said, for every rule...
My best friend. Isn't that cute. We've been friends forever and even now, though miles apart, we still remain great friends.
Anyway, getting this email made me think back to the time when I thought that I did not have the capacity/ability to name anyone my best friend because I had commitment issues. How wrong I was. I have no problem with committing when there is genuine love and camaraderie involved. The reason why I named no one as my best friend was because of not so great childhood occurrences. I shall now recount the....tale?
So when I was younger, probably in the third grade, I had two best friends. Later another joined and then the three musketeers had a fourth. But in the third grade it was just the three of us. And I guess the saying three's a crowd shall never get old because whenever we wanted to upset each other we would only be best friends with one and not the other. Now although I played along with this ridiculously cruel game, I remember always feeling left out when I was the object of spawn. So now, in an attempt to make up for my past childhood cruelty perhaps, I do not have best friends. Maybe this may sound childish and dumb on the surface. Scratch a little beneath and it might still sound silly. However, further beneath there is a good sound solid adult foundation. (haha, i'm still legally incompetent - and i should be jailed for non sequitar statements) I do not call any of my friends best friends not because I do not deem any worthy. Au contraire. I do not call anyone my friend who I do not see as best friend material. I have acquaintances and I have friends. Friends have my back and I have theirs, no questions asked. (Real life situation, questions will be asked but loyalty will be given either way ...unless,...)
No one person could be your best friend. That's putting a lot of pressure on that person. I'm not the best at everything and neither is anyone else. Some friends can make me laugh, some friends can make me think, some friends are great to have around when I'm melancholy, and some friends are not. No one person I've met is capable of doing all of these and more. Well maybe there is one... for every rule there is an exception. In conclusion, I do not call any of my friends my best friends because there are all excellent friends. Too many bests and the meaning of the word is lost due to the triteness of it.
There is no reason for this post but the fact that I wanted to record these thoughts. Three months from now I might feel completely different.
And side note, if I have extended any words of best friendship to you (yes, like Rush Limbaugh I too can coin ridiculously stupid phrases) they are not being taken back. Because like I said, for every rule...