Platonic & Pride
What about your friends? Or whatever TLC said
This might get cut off in your email so the demand this week is to open in your browser, share my substack, and tell your friends to subscribe, and then tell me how many imaginary best friends you had.
I can count the number of folks I consider actual close friends on both hands with some fingers left over. Some of my friendships are changing and according to my 2023 astrology reading from the one and only Mecca Woods (more on that next week) my life is in a very changy mood and has been for like 9 months and I feel/felt it.
When I was younger I thought it was the quantity of friends that mattered over quality. Middle school me wanted hundreds of friends, high school me was very satisfied with having a few besties, college me started realizing what chosen family was, and 20’s me learned the importance of growing and keeping it.
There have been times when friends have left my life and it hurt. In some examples, I’m sure I did play a part at the end of our time together, but others were me running out of grace to extend, expressing boundaries they assumed weren’t there, and then they left.
Then there are those friendships that didn’t end on bad terms but just, I dunno, ended. Maybe we grew apart ‘cos that is what life can do to some friendships as you get older, maybe we moved and the text and phone calls began to get lighter, or maybe we just realized the friendship had sorta served us for that moment in our lives. One of these things, or an amalgamation of them, is happening in a show I’ve been watching — Platonic.