There are some things we have to learn the hard way. The harder the lesson, the more we learn from it. Friendship is one of those lessons.
Talking with the younger crowd today. It was absurd to me, to hear them clown eachother over how many times each one has bailed on the others. At least they’re honest and have a sense of humor about it.
Not me. I take my friendships very seriously. The first friend who stuck up for me against a bully EVER, is still a brother to me, still a friend for life, still a phone call away if needed. And ever since, if you’ve stood with me when it’s cold outside, when everyone else ran for shelter, you are a friend for life. If you have to guess if i’m talking about you, then I’m probably not. You’d know if you know. There are moments of tribulations that you are not going to easily forget. If we weathered them together, you already know.
These kids wish they had friends like mine. They want to have the same stories. I told them that they missed their chance. Every time they let eachother down, every time they bailed, every time it was “not my problem” or “I don’t know him”, they missed out. They didn’t see the value of their bond being worth more than the trouble it caused. You don’t get to survive badass tales if you’re not willing to face them together.
And i’m not picking on an entire generation of knuckleheads. Just these ones right here lol. It’s not generational. I don’t believe in the “kids these days” villification. Our parents said the same thing about my generation. And they were mostly right.
Fuck everyone else. Take your friendships seriously. Don’t try to be popular. Be you, and let those like you naturally find eachother eventually. Anything less is regretful.