“I have this dream where I’m 30-something and regularly meeting up with my pals for breakfast/lunch/movies/home hang outs and we spend hours just talking and bonding,” muses Sam Cummings in her essay, ultimately asking the question: “Am I a good friend or a bad friend?”
“We call it things like “male bonding” or a “bromance” — which, while in fun — shows that we feel uncomfortable taking it seriously.” In an interview with his best friend, Robert Beiler uncovers what has made their friendship last.
As a young man, I wasn’t very good at making friends. I was nervous, awkward, bad at sports, cried easily, gave up quickly, avoided putting in effort. Most of these things are still true as an adult.
