Beautiful Lies
The word “friend” is grossly overused in everyday conversation, and can refer to anyone you have a generally agreeable relationship with - from the distant, though affable, acquaintances all the way to those who have seen you at your worst, who know all your dirty little secrets, who have experienced each and every one of your most annoying habits…and still love you. Just as you are.
I’m as guilty of this as the next person, throwing around the word “friend” in casual conversations, oversimplifying what is actually a complex hierarchy of trust and affection because no one really wants to hear the details of the excessively emotional connections I have to each and every person I know. I opt for the easy out, applying “friend” to anyone I can manage to get along with for short periods of time, anyone I have something remotely in common with, anyone I don’t want to punch in the face when I see them.
Believe it or not, even those broad restrictions limit the number of “friends” I have. Because, let’s be honest, there are few people I don’t want to punch in the face.
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I’m as guilty of this as the next person, throwing around the word “friend” in casual conversations, oversimplifying what is actually a complex hierarchy of trust and affection because no one really wants to hear the details of the excessively emotional connections I have to each and every person I know. I opt for the easy out, applying “friend” to anyone I can manage to get along with for short periods of time, anyone I have something remotely in common with, anyone I don’t want to punch in the face when I see them.
Believe it or not, even those broad restrictions limit the number of “friends” I have. Because, let’s be honest, there are few people I don’t want to punch in the face.
Would you like to continue on? Look Into The Abyss...