Friends are those shooting stars that come once in a while, and light our world. But friends are also those who break our hearts in the most cruel, and unexpected way possible. Sometimes we like them so much that we end up trusting them again, and again we get hurt. The truth is that we expose ourselves, and we are completely naked to them, being the most vulnerable we can ever be in front of someone, and that my squirrels, is a gift.
I’m sure there are people who have died having a friend by their side, and they were never betrayed by that one friend, but not all of us are as lucky to have that, though I do believe is possible.
In my case, my mother is my best friend. But… before knowing that, I romanticized the friendships I’ve always wanted, but that I never have.
The code I operate under is very simple–it can work for you, or against you, depending on where you stand with me. Once I make the commitment to be your friend, I will be there no matter what, and I will give you my energy, my time, my words, my jokes, and share with you–like an open book who I am, what are my most scariest nightmares, and deepest dreams.
Is this okay?
Well… Experience has taught me that it is not, because what I’ve gotten in return has been a lot of heartache. Up to this day, I don’t have a friendship that hasn’t fallen down to pieces, or broken due to trust issues, betrayal, or backstabbing—which ultimately is the same thing.
I have nothing like that romanticized idea of friendship I’ve always wanted. Maybe it’s because I’ve read it in books, and watched movies with such characters, but above all, is because is my nature. To meet and discover amazing people. As much as I like being alone, I also love going out and hearing someone’s story, and being invested in them completely. I love that feeling, it’s a rush I can’t get anywhere else. What I’ve been thinking this week, is that maybe my method of giving all isn’t the right one.
Let’s think about this for a minute.
Why is it so hard to find trustworthy, loyal, given people in the world? Because they are not abundant, and I think life itself teaches them, just like I’m learning, not to be like that with everybody. Many times, consciously, or not, people are cruel.
I won’t talk about two of the disappointments I had this week, and how much they hurt me, but I do want to say something very important:
Friends, like the ones I described, and the friend I’ve been to so many people, are a precious, and rare gift to receive in one’s lifetime.If you ever stumble into a person like that, I hope you have the maturity, and the wisdom to cherish them, and most importantly, value them like the rare, and extraordinary gift they are.
Xo,
Nata
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