My best friend, well, the guy who used to be my best friend, not a healthy friendship. This has been pointed out, and this weekend showed this in black and white.
One day I was hanging out with him, one day I went out and made a new friend, and one day I hung out with a different close friend. The day with the now ex-besty was stressful, frustrating, and rather painful. The day making a new friend, was mildly panicked, then we bonded over some gin and juice, and it was a great day; after the bonding over booze there was bonding over silliness, geekiness, and music. The last day of the weekend saw me hang out with another friend that thought I should do more of that making new friends, he thought this is a great idea because of lots of things, but mostly because I rarely get as happy as I was that day.
Turns out I am bad choosing who should be closest to me. Dating and friends. Apparently I should just have my friends vote on not just who I can date, but also those I let get close to me (mostly joking, well, about the friend part, the dating part is semi-true).
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