Old friends.
I had a memory about an old friend. I say old friend not because they are dead but because they no longer are part of my present nor future. I am not sure why we stopped being friends at first. Then I realized what possibly happened and I never wanted I reach out to them again. Honestly, if I do not consider someone my friend is because they either disrespected me and or they never cared to truly show me they were sorry. Or I have gotten to know them and I decided that I cannot be around them anymore. Life is interesting like that. Life brings along a person that brightens up your life but then you get to really know them and you realize they aren’t really making your life better. They are just a current distraction.
Who can be considered a friend? Well a friend is someone that I can rely on. Someone that I can trust. Someone that is mature and respectful, but also knows when and how to have fun. A friend is someone that lifts me up when I need it. Makes me laugh whenever! A friend is someone who cares to know how I am doing. Someone who is excited to make plans for a date night or book a fight to be my plus one to Paris!
So it becomes pretty easy for me to cut people out of my life that aren’t my definition of a friend. I only allow quality in my life. Sometimes I ask myself why I have so little friends? But then I remember because I do not need many. I rather have five true friends then have friendships with people that cannot even love themselves.
Meaning people who keep disrespecting themselves by being in abusive relationships. I do not just mean their partner but also abusive relationships with alcohol or and drugs. Because why the fuck would I want to have a friend that does not respect their own one body, mind, and overall life!? Being the daughter of Mexicans and living every summer in Culiacan, Sinaloa, Mexico until I was thirteen years old, I can say I can give a fuck about drugs and overall bullshit (I will eventually write about that life - the kidnapping, the abuse, the drug dealing, family being murdered, etc).
Anywho, to finish off my thought — be wise with who you become friends with because you become your environment. You become the people you surround yourself with.
