Friendly Lessons
By: Red Velvet
I’ve been reading a lot of blogs lately about the importance (and awesomeness) of having a group of best friends. I’ve written about the same thing myself on here and how grateful I am to have the ones I currently do. But it got me thinking about my high school days and all the “bad” friends I had to go through before finding people I really connected with. It even crossed my mind while out to dinner with my best friends last week. It’s funny to think but I probably wouldn’t have these girls in my life if it weren’t for those awful experiences. They taught me a lot about myself and who I should consider a friend, much less a “best friend”.
My first experience with a friendship ending wasn’t about me so much. It was about two girls I had also gone to grammar school with and for reasons I don’t even remember, one person didn’t like the other anymore. I, being in the middle, had to choose a side. So I did… and I’m still friends with that person to this day. I can’t say I regret the choice, all things considered, but it probably could’ve been (and should’ve been) handled a lot differently.
Lesson learned: While it all worked out, real friends wouldn’t make you choose between them.
