“A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.”
~ Elbert Hubbard
This is just something I’ve been thinking about for awhile and thought, “Hey! I have a blog, why don’t I make a random rambly post. After all this is the Rambling Writer.” 😉
I am forever grateful that I live in this modern internet age. It’s is extremely hard for me to make friends, on account of my introverted and shy nature. I know some people discredit online friendships, but oh well, too bad for them I say. A lot of my online friends I met though homeschooling programs, and they are some of the best people I know. And I’ve actually got to meet one or two of them. When I’m in person I tend to get tongue tied, or just don’t know what to say. But when I’m online and chatting, I get to think and write out my words in a way that makes more sense than when I’m speaking. The written word has always been easier for me to communicate with.
That said this year, or I guess the rest of this year, I want to work on making friends. When I got married and moved back to my home state, it struck me that I didn’t have friends my own age. And with a lot of my online friends going to college, and my friends in Louisiana having lives, this left me rather lonely.
I’m not doing the best on my goal of making friends. I still haven’t met someone my own age in real life. Though this past week I joined a writer’s emailing group. Which has been really fun!
I’m an introvert. I’d rather stay at home and read a good book then go to a party. I’m also shy, I can’t find words when I need them. And I’m awkward because of this. Sometimes I wonder why anyone would want to be friends with me at all. But I do enjoy people, I enjoy their quirks, their funny laughs. I like getting to know someone, and once I’m comfortable with a person I’ll chat their ear off. Making friends is hard, hard work, but in the end it’s worth it. I’ll be there for them, and they’ll be there for me.
So what happens when friends aren’t there? When they stop talking to you, when they just kinda…slip away. What do you do then? I have to remind myself that it’s not my fault. Unless I was incredibly rude or insensitive or something, then it’s definitely my fault. 😉 Friends ebb and flow, that’s the way of things. For me it can be a temptation to pull back inside myself when this happens, because let’s face it, it hurts when someone stops talking to you. But I have to remind myself to keep open to people.
So yeah. What about you? Do you have a hard time making friends? What do you enjoy the most about making friends and meeting people?
Have a great day!