friendship
C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"
Stages of Friendship
For the most part, it seems like when we are younger it is a lot easier to make friends. I mean, you could become friends for the simplest of reason. A typical kindergartener's dialogue might go somewhat like this "Oh! You like tater tots. I like them, too," and from this one similarity a friendship is born. We become friends, but we do not understand the concepts behind the word nor the development of the friendship. We just slap the term friend on any person that makes us feel good and has some similarity to us.
By Jermaine Tucker8 years ago in Humans
How Sociology Ruined My Best Friendship
While studying the sociological aspects of popular culture: following how relationships were shaped and viewed by audiences always fascinated me. While uncovering tropes in heterosexual relationships, I came across the idea of the Lesbian Continuum (originally used by Alexander Doty). In essence, the Lesbian Continuum can be described as somewhere between homosociality and homosexuality.
By Damian Davila8 years ago in Humans
Summer Camp Blues
The Chicago Park District is where I learned everything I needed to learn. I learned I had allergies. I learned I hate sunshine and fresh air. And I learned I love to play kickball. I had my first real pre-teen kiss in the park. I cannot remember the person, but I remember I was shocked and it was very awkward. We all have our experiences with childhood hilarity and drama. Mostly drama.
By Savannah McCain8 years ago in Humans
I Think I Need to Break up With My Best Friend
"She looks like a rat!", "Hey, EARS!", and "Check out Bucky-Beaver!" were only some of the remarks my elementary school classmates uttered (not so) behind the back of the new girl in class. We were nine years old around the time we met. A new girl moved to town, and wasn't as welcomed as she had hoped to be. Anyone with eyes could tell it bothered her, but she kept quiet, and continued to walk with her head down, pretending she didn't hear any of it. I felt bad for her. You see, I was the fat kid in school. I was reamed on a daily basis; I had heard it all. It was a pain recognizes pain sort of situation. So I decided to do what I wished someone would have done for me, and just walked next to her and said "hey."
By Reigny Teller8 years ago in Humans
Your Love is Mine
The sun blew its rays upon me, leaving a trail of brown kisses along my bare skin. I revelled in the heat; it was beautiful. Birds flew overhead, their cries echoing through my ears while I lay facing the warped silhouettes entangled above me. Sun rays tried to evade the leaves that blocked the path to my face, dodging the twisted twigs and branches, the sun was determined to reach its destination. The sudden call of my name caused me to sit up to look for the person that matched the voice.
By Konichi cat8 years ago in Humans
Growing Apart
I don’t know what your summer's been like. What your class schedule is like for next year. What you do everyday, or who you hang out with. I no longer know the things about your life, and I haven’t for a while now. Besides the peek of your life I get from social media, I don’t know what’s going on. It’s a weird thing to me because I use to be such an important part of your life and knew almost every detail about you. We just to talk every day, I knew all of your secrets, your crushes, the family fights, or the fun things you did. I use to spend most of my time with you. But now I hardly see you, I barley know you, and I haven’t for a while now. You left me like I was an old chapter in your book you were finished reading. You left me without a second thought. Not for my lack of trying to reach out to you. Making plans to meet up with you and hang out, yet once again you bailed. I used to miss you, the car rides were we got lost because neither one of us can navigate. Or the movie night we had, our shared secrets, and daily snapchats. Me messing with your boyfriends and them taking part in my teasing banter. The nicknames we created. I use to miss your friendship so much. But I didn’t feel like you missed mine, or even remembered the things I did for you. So I decided to let you go and stop missing you. I use to be mad at you. Mad you could forget about me so quickly. That I could care about you so much but you cared about me so little. It baffled me how I could go from seeing you every single day to barley ever talking. It took some time but I eventually realized you weren’t a friend. A friend isn’t someone who only contacts you when they want something or have no one else. It’s not someone who keeps you around as an obligation or because your families are friends. And it not someone who doesn’t even know who you are or what’s going on in your life. Life can change in the blink of an eye and I would rather have people in my life that truly care and that even if we went a time without talking it would be evident that they were always there for whatever you need. Some people can grow separately without growing apart but it appears that’s not true for us. Now you’re just somebody that I use to know. Not for lack of trying or caring. But because slowly but surly without you ever noticing you started drifting from my life, and no longer knew me. You stopped asking how I was. You don’t know about the challenges I’ve faced and the strives I’ve made. I’ve changed but you weren’t there to notice. I finally realized there is no point in trying to stay friends with someone who doesn’t know who your are, or care to ask. I'm not mad or sad. I don’t hate you. I know people change and life moves on. I’ve moved on and I’m okay. I’ve let go of wishing and holding of what could be. I just hope one day someone asks you how I am or why we no longer hang out and you realize you don’t know me. You don’t know how I am or if I’m okay. I hope it hurts knowing you lost someone who cared about you as much as I did.
By Navatnie Etchin8 years ago in Humans
See You Next Lifetime
You ever spot a stranger from across the way and feel drawn to them, as if their eyes are reminiscent to your soul? Or when you meet someone for the first time and an instant connection sparks as if you've been friends forever? OH! Or how about when you meet someone so perfect for you, the feeling they bring is just indescribable? You aren't held back or afraid of being your divine self because everything is effortless with this person. They're pure, genuine, and real. You're telepathically connected to the point where you finish each other's sentences or they reach out to you in the exact moment you're thinking of them.
By Amanda Nieves8 years ago in Humans
