Dear Friend…
I Am Sorry That I Suck... I pride myself in the fact that I have wonderful taste when it comes to friendship. No jokes, I have amazing friends. I am very selective and picky with whom I choose to share my energy with, sometimes it comes off as being a snub but well🤷🏼♀️. I’ve had this sick feeling for a few days and I find my self wondering how good of a friend I am. Am I as good a friend to my friends as they are to me? While battling with the question and answers going on in my head, I decided to put my thoughts into writing. I know first hand how hard it is to keep up with relationships these days especially for someone who suck at keeping in touch as badly as I do. I believe very few people understand that friendship has very little to do with proximity or frequency of communication and more about silent bonds and unshakeable reliability in crucial moments. However, i feel as though for some "little is more" and the littlest bit of effort counts. So here we go