I am still alive! It has been over 2½ years since my last post. I had intended to post regularly but I suppose I was too lazy.
I recently re-read all of my previous entries and I think it is interesting how my life has progressed over the past few years. Recently, I had a heart-to-heart with one of my best friends and I told her “I am going to blog about our friendship!” I came back to this blog and noticed that I had a draft open from an entry I started over two years ago and never finished. Actually, all I had written was the title of the post which I did not change. It’s uncanny this was what I titled the post over two years ago and this is exactly the topic for which I decided to return to blogging!
In one of my entries from 2017 I wrote about how I had the desire to move somewhere different. One of the reasons I gave was that I didn’t have any friends in town and I missed my friends who were dispersed among various cities. I am glad that I didn’t move back then, because some of my closest childhood friends ended up moving back into town over the past few years. In addition, since I wrote that post I made a new best friend whom I never would have made if I had left. I am truly grateful for that friendship and my life would certainly be lonelier if I had never befriended her.
I have had various best friends throughout life. Some have come and gone, and others remain. They all had an important part to play in my various life stages and I appreciate all of them, even those who have drifted apart from me.
I was in a lonely place a few years ago. I loved my job and was grateful to have my family nearby, but I missed having close friends around. Most of my close friends were living scattered around the world and I did not have anyone nearby to hang out with. This was one of the reasons why I wanted to move, to be closer to friends, but something always held me back.
A little over two years ago, the beginning of a beautiful friendship started to occur. At this point I had been at my job for almost two years, and although I had made a handful of casual friends there, I didn’t feel like those friendships were as deep as my childhood friendships. I figured that adult friendships wouldn’t be as strong as those made in childhood.
At this time I started talking more with one coworker who I felt comfortable speaking freely with because I felt like she just got me. Up until this point we hadn’t interacted much because we worked in different departments. When her role changed, we started interacting a lot more and I realized I had found a kindred spirit. We are both weird in both similar and different ways and we aren’t afraid to show it. I found out that she is also an INFJ which made it so clear why we understand each other so well.
I am so grateful to have not only a best friend at work, but a best friend in life. I don’t open up easily to people but with this friend I feel comfortable sharing my weird thoughts, past experiences and personal woes. I know she’s always got my back and I’ve always got hers. Work can be stressful for both of us, but we don’t let that affect our friendship. I have to filter my dark and weird side for most people because I know they won’t get it and they will be weirded out. I am grateful to have a best friend that I can talk to unfiltered and not scare them off.
All that being said, I am glad I stuck it out and stayed. Having a best friend makes a world of difference. There is nothing more valuable than a true friendship and being accepted and understood for all your strangeness. For anyone who feels lonely, just be your true weird self and the right people will come into your life at the right time. It happened for me.