All names are pseudonyms.
When you have people that you become really close with, what happens in their life affects you. It begs the question, when do you meddle and when do you let stuff go?
Today is one of those days when I feel like I am lucky enough to be surrounded by the family I got to choose. Many people think that your family is your family because of the blood and DNA connecting you, but that is not the case for me. Don't get me wrong, I have plenty of actual blood relatives that I love and rely on for support and understanding. However, I'm one of the lucky ones where I get to surround myself with the family I made. These additional members of my "family" are amazing people who love and support me.
I feel as though everywhere I look in social media, people my age are struggling with their values and how to apply them to their friendships. The friends I have in my life are so important to me, and I make sure they know that. I just thought I'd write something about friendship, the roles my friends have played in my life, and a little about the values I hold in my heart.
Most people misunderstand the friendship between girls and boys. When they see girls having a close Friendships with boys, they judge and call the girl names like slut or bitch without knowing the stories of the friendships that the girls have and without understanding the benefits of boy-girl friendships. I am a girl and most of my friends are boys. They are all different, whether married, single, straight or gay. When we hang out together we shop, sing karaoke, watch movie marathons, drink liquor and swim. I have no romantic interest in them and they have communicated no romantic interest in me.
My body feels weightless, as if I’m floating through the air. I try opening my eyes, but they’re so heavy I only manage a small peak. Everything is foggy. I catch a glimpse of light above me, as I’m falling down. I continue downward, falling in this grey and blue-sh atmosphere. Just me, with the light above, shining over me. As I steady downward, I start spiraling. All of sudden, bright bubbles come out of me. I continue heading downward, more quickly now, the light becoming dimmer behind me.
It's so weird looking back to when you first met someone and at that moment you had no idea they would have such a big impact on you. My freshman year of high school, I decided to go on a retreat at my church. I remember walking into the church and being nervous about the retreat because I just started going back to church, and I did not know many people. We got placed in groups and had a student leader. One of my student leaders name was Gaby, at the time I did not really know her and I really never made an effort to get to know her. Believe it or not, Gaby is now someone who plays a huge impact on my life. The freshman year went by, and I still did not really know Gaby. The sophomore year came around, and I got to know Gaby through church more and I would say we became friends. As the junior year arrived Gaby was more than a friend, she was now family. The junior year I was active with the church I went every Sunday, went on every retreat, and ended up getting in the same photography class with Gaby. Through all this stuff I grew closer to Gaby, and she became a friend I could tell all my secrets to and go to whenever I needed help.
One boy prefers organization and planning to perfection. On the other hand, one prefers just jumping in guns blazing, getting what he needs, and hauling ass to the nearest safe spot. Tanner and Zack have been best friends, practically brothers, for forever and are the leading two hackers at Glendale High. They can get you anything you need, from anywhere or anyone. All they request is the proper information to receive passing grades on homework, quizzes, and tests. You know, normal high school stuff. Occasionally, they will ask for a 200 dollar equipment fee and/or shipping and handling costs if the item is especially tricky to get a hold of.
In 12 years of school, you have a lot of friends. Some for 10+ years and others for a short period. You think you’ll be friends forever... until you drift apart.