On friendship

Being a good friend doesn’t come naturally to me.

I’m the girl who forgets to reply to texts/emails, bails on plans at the last minute, doesn’t even think to call to just say hi. And – I cringe whenever I think about this – earlier this year I lashed out in anger at a friend who was just trying to help me. To be honest, I wouldn’t be my friend.

And these tendencies are getting worse as I get older. It’s not that I dislike people. I think it’s just that I spend so much time reading, writing, generally living in my own head, that it doesn’t even cross my mind to reach out to others. (Which is the lamest excuse ever.) And while the hermit within me is content with this kind of lifestyle, I know that I am happier and healthier when I invite other people into my bubble.

And not only that… the people in my life are freaking awesome and they deserve a better friend than the one I’ve been for the past year.

So here it is: I resolve to be a better friend. To not be so wary of human interaction. To not be such a flake. To offer as much support as people have offered me.

Starting by getting off the internet and letting a friend know how much I miss them.
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