I’m different too.

I don’t care if you are different. I like you

What is a friend?

A friend is like the plant that grows in the same place as where you planted the seed. And this plant provides all of your needs and tranquilizes your anxiety. They nullify your fears and follow you to find peace. So many people will plant seeds and nothing will grow and yet they will still be misguided in to believing this is the actions of a friend. Others will spend no time planting the seeds and expect that plant to grow. This is not the basis of a true friendship either.

When they speak their mind and you have no fears to disagree. When they’re silent and yet you know their thoughts. When they’re gone and you don’t miss them, because what you love about them becomes more clear in their absence, than when they’re standing by your side. A friend does not try to dry up the ocean of your happiness, nor put out the fire of your wrath. They don’t resent your fortune, nor smile at your grief. They accept you for either and love you for neither.

A friend is as loyal to you as you to them. They do not lie, because they know you can accept the truth. They do not steal because they know you can accept the truth. They do not steal because they know you would give it to them if they asked, and they would supply you the same. They recognize your dreams and do nothing to stand in the way of them, but rather guide you toward them.

They do all this, because they know you would to the same. A friend is a rare commodity that a person will only find a few times in the span of their life. During the hours of days spent freely, these hours should be spent with them. For hours are minimal and if they truly are a friend, these hours belong to them.

It is important when finding a friend that you keep them, by making absolutely sure you are one as well.

...and they’ll still love me for it

That’s what I want. I want a real friendship with someone who I can trust with all my secrets, and all my weird habits, and all my nerdy little things – and they’ll still love me for it.

And still, gently allows you to grow

A friend is one that knows you as you are,
understands where you have been,
accepts what you have become,
and still, gently allows you to grow.
- William Shakespeare

Why do I call YOU friend?

Because you are always there for me.

Because I feel comfortable around you.

Because you actually hear what I say.

Because you bring out the best in me.

Because you accept me for who I am.

Because you are not afraid to tell it like it is.

Because you make me smile.

Because you are down to earth.

Because you make me feel loved.

Because we have so much fun together.

To let go is not to deny, but to accept.

To accept you completely...

You don’t need someone to complete you.
You only need someone to accept you completely.

Accepts you the way you are

A friend is someone who understands you past,
believes in your future and accepts you today the way you are.

A true friend is someone who accepts your past, supports your present and encourage your future

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How to care for extroverts

1 Respect their independence.
2 Compliment them in the company of others.
3 Accept and encourage their enthusiasm.
4 Allow them to explore and talk things out.
5 Thoughtfully surprise them.
6 Understand when they are busy.
7 Let them dive right in
8 Offer them options.
9 Make physical and verbal gestures of affection.
10 Let them shine.

Things we don’t want

There are things we don’t want to happen, but have to accept;
things we don’t want to know, but have to learn,
and people we can’t live without, but have to let go.

Take a step back

Sometimes, it's OK to take a step back and admit you're being ridiculous.

Dear self...

Dear self,
please accept yourself more,
please love yourself, please make the right choices,
please know what is good for you,
and please know that you are not alone.

I am me and I love me

Take me or leave me. Accept me or walk away. Love me or hate me.
But don’t make me feel like less if I don’t fit your idea of who I should be.
I am me and I love me.

Being a good person

I’ve learned that I cannot always count on others to respect my feelings. Even if I respect theirs. Being a good person, doesn’t guarantee that others will be good people too. You only have control over yourself on how you choose to be as a person. And for the others, you can only choose to accept them, or walk away.