Girlfriends When You're Grown Ups

When I was younger, having a best friend meant that there was a guaranteed person to play with, talk to, have sleepovers with, dress alike with and more. As I grew older, I was under the impression that good things such as this would evolve into better, sturdier relationships. Of course, that hasn’t been the case in with all of the friends I’ve had. Now I’ll admit that a couple of the friendship mishaps I’ve had were of my own doing. I can be too nice and too trusting (past tense really because I’ve learned a valuable lesson). But for the most part, a good amount of the women I’ve met have been wolves in designer clothing. Why is it so easy for those who are supposed to be the more mature sex into such childish bullshit? Talking behind backs but smiling in faces does not make you a real woman. It makes you a catty bitch. I’m the type of woman that you never have to worry about what I’ve been saying about you. You’ll hear it from me personally if I have had anything negative to say. Or positive for that matter. I do still have friends that I’ve had for years and we normally go through ups and downs. We stop talking for a bit, then come back. Life gets in the way, then we come back. It’s normal. And I believe it’s healthy. It’s all the extra politics that get in the way of what could be true sisterhood that I can’t stand. Sometimes I miss having the 3am phone calls about the boyfriend that upset a girlfriend. And I miss when what came out of that 3 hour cry/convo session was some real resolve instead of going through the runaround over and over with the same significant other. But that’s another blog altogether. I guess my point to all this is to not let growing up become the demise of some really good values on friendship that you learned on the playground. Sometimes it’s okay to go back.

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