Over the past couple months I have realised that you can never know the true value of friendship until you are in need of a friend. Someone to talk to, someone to lean on, someone to give you a shoulder to cry on, someone to tell you to get over yourself, someone to tell you that it’s not your fault, someone to make you laugh when you want to cry, someone to remind you that you’re beautiful and loved, someone to find things to distract you, someone to hold you and tell you everything is going to be okay.
I have made some amazing friends over the years and I am so grateful to have you in my life. Many of these have been in the last few years thanks to work and social media. And during the past few crazy months, I feel like these friendships have been put to the test. Some have passed with flying colours. And others have proved to be less than stellar. That’s not to say that the latter are a failure, they’re just different and serve a different purpose.
Today I was reminded of this. Today I hurt hearing what had happened and how I was not treated as a friend, as a person…a person with feelings going through a tough time. I doubt you have an inkling of the tears you have caused me. And I’ll never tell you because I wouldn’t want you to have the satisfaction of being able to apologise and give me your side of the story.
I’ve heard the phrase that friendship can be for a reason, a season or a lifetime. To those that have shown their true and dark colours, you are my reason to keep an eye out for the people only watching out for themselves. To those that encompass everything a friend should be, you cannot begin to know how much I appreciate you. I promise that when this is all over and I’m back on my feet, I’ll have a party to celebrate happiness, friendship, life, love and everything sweet.