Friends are the family we choose. They are like Street lights, they might not make our life journey shorter but they sure make it worthwhile.
I do tell people, be careful who you let into your space or call friends, they can make or destroy you.
A friend came through for me in a way I didn't expect a few days ago that further reminded me of why I chose her as my friend in the first place or rather why we chose ourselves. Our friendship has taught me a lot since life brought us together four years ago.
It taught me how beautiful life can be with the right kind of people in our lives. People who will root for us behind our back and not just eye service type of friends.
People who wish us well and will play their parts in seeing us succeed, they are one true blessing life can give to us. I have got a few of them in my corner and whenever I think of them I feel blessed and truly grateful.
Back in my secondary school days, I had these groups of girls, they walked together, gist and shared their lunch packs most of the time. At first I wanted to join these girls and make them my friends but something they always do kept me aback. Whenever one of these girls was not around, she became a topic of their subjects, all her secrets would be spilled and laughed about. And the funnest thing is, one among these friends will inform her later which always brings fight among the groups.
I told myself, if this is what friendship means, I would rather walk along. These experiences affect how I let people in my space. How I love and open my heart to them. When I make friends, I love hard, I can go to any lengths for my friends, I root for them even when they don't know it. And I don't have the time to be watching my back because of what the so-called friends might be doing behind my back.
This is why my friends are few. I study people, find out if I can trust them before letting them into my cycle of friends.
My chest always tightened the way people throw around the word friends, without meaning it. You will hear someone saying, oh she is my friend, oh he is my great friend and the moment the said friend turned their back, the betrayals started. Like why pretend to be friends with someone if you don't like them? If you can't have their back? If you can't have their best interest at heart. Like why do people do that.
Someone like me, if I don't like you I will never pretend to be, because I see this as simply being wicked. Acting all love in my presence and then stabbing me in the back the moment I'm not around. I have seen friends backbite and betray each other many times, I have had my fair share of friends betraying me and I have learned to choose carefully and wisely.
This is why I take my time in choosing my friends, quality over quantity kind of. These make them few but they are solid, I know I can always rely on them and that they will always have my back. I get no time, no strength for drama and betrayals. So I chose wisely. It's perfectly okay if some do not like me but please never pretend you do because that is worse than being my enemy.
How about you, do you do quality over quantity when it comes to choosing your friends, and what lesson have you learned in terms of keeping friends so far? Let's chat in the comment section.
These are just some of my random thoughts about friends and friendships and I hope you can relate. Bye for now
