The other side of the padded room.
I can safely say I have three best friends. Ridiculous right? Absolutely.
But these 3 represent different aspects of my life. Not too different. One in particular I seldom see due to her still being in school and our schedules are far from being in the same daily activities. However, we still update each other on current events.
Tonight was a night where I was reminded why I appreciate her friendship very much. In times of need, she has a way of making me look beyond my mischievous/crazy disposition, and remind me there’s a sane person under there, supervising these crazy personalities.
The point I’m getting at here is not so much what I was going through, but how, out of the blue, I was cheered up. We all have at least ONE friend that understand us. I’m privileged to know THREE. Regardless the number, cherish these friendships and don’t let it phase out; don’t take it for granted. I’m a person that chooses to not be as open as some in my social circle (not even my parents). And for my own reasons, I choose to keep myself busy and (often times) alone. However, I remind myself constantly of the relationships I have with these friends. I don’t often open up to them, but I make it very clear to them what they mean to me.
I will one day share a similar post with my friends; the ones I interact with everyday. But it’s not the right time. For now I bury this here, for you strangers (I say that with great pleasantry) of Tumblr, to stumble upon and hopefully tell your best friend you love them.
End of this sappy shit!