Something is wrong with me.
I don’t feel I have enough friends in my life. Yes, there is quite a number of people and acquaintances, but it doesn’t feel like friendship to me. But then, the concept of friendship has always been a little vague to me. We know we need to make “good friends”. And while “good friends” is subjective, it is still very confusing. Who qualifies as a good friend? I have my values and other people have theirs. Okay I’m supposed to link up with people who share the same values as I.
But don’t you ever just meet some silly asshole who you just like even when you can’t exactly point out why you do? They are so ridiculous and perhaps very far from your ideal of a friend that you sometimes wonder why you are even friends with them. maybe it’s just one simple thing that you might consider inconsequential that you share with them, and just like that, the bond is hard to break.
But you see someone else that you share the same religious beliefs with, might work at the same place and have tons of common issues to discuss, but you just never click—for the same elusive and minute reason.
But I digress a lot.
My point is, there are different people in my life, for one reason or the other—and some out of my life as well— still, there seems to be something missing. There’s a gap, a void that seems no one has found a way to fill no matter the height of our relationship. And I may be wrong, but isn’t that what friendship is for? Filling the void you can’t fill yourself? Because otherwise what is the point of mingling?
What is the purpose of seeking out relationships if they don’t serve an innate purpose associated with human growth?
True friends are few. I’m 67 and still count my close friends on one hand. They were outrageously different. I could be anything with them, even myself. We stumbled across one another while I was doing things I loved to do. That’s where they hang out! much love, Debra
They were different…that’s interesting. Thank you Debra.