Although I’ve been the victim of this “we’re-friends-but-not-really,” I have also fed into it and stood by and watched it happen to someone else. How do we get past this? It starts with being comfortable with sharing how you feel. If you have been friends with someone for years, you should be comfortable enough with telling them what has gone wrong within the friendship.
“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?”
It sounded too good to be true: I would essentially be getting paid to hang out with my best friend! Soon, she began to take her seniority too seriously.
From my point of view, friendship is the most precious thing in the world and the more I live the better I understand that good friends are hard to find.
