Good Friends in Rough Times

I'm learning more and more the importance of reliance on friends as opposed to toating the weight of the world upon my own shoulders. There's nothing quite like a good friend to back you up when you hit hard times or tough decisions. These people, these good friends, must know you well enough to give you solid advice, and it is important that they be of a diverse background. If you had several friends who were just like you, you wouldn't have... well, let's just say it would look more like a dictatorship rather than a democracy. I have good friends though, good and diverse. I've been blessed with that. But I haven't always completely relied on then in the face of my personal adversities. Maybe at points I was so conceited as to believe that no one else would understand, so why give them the chance. Other times I might have felt that they weren't strong enough or wise enough to give me counsil, yet other times I might feel like my asking for help would be too much of a burdon.

Screw that.

If a friend exists in the rhelm of selfless love with you, then they are capable of being tremendous allies in the face of your weaknesses. If you don't know how to socially interact with someone enough to where you can ask for help, then you need to learn. I suffer from that disease. It's pride at its finest. Outward love and self-pride cannot coexist, and by that I mean that you will never have meaningful relationships until you can humble yourself into letting others carry your load and vise-versa.

That's my soap box for the day.

I was mostly spending the day painting window lats for the new windows my parents are installing in their house. I forgot how tedious painting can be. I worked for a long time (didn't really look at a clock) and I only painted about 6 lats. I've got eight more to go, but fortunately they are a good deal smaller than the ones I was working on today. It was good work though. I got to think and when I'm engaged in that kind of work I think pretty clearly. It's a great outlet in that sense. Right now I'm stuck in a familiar place. My desires and my logic disagree with each other and I've been going insane trying to make the right decisions. That's why I wanted to talk about good friends. They are important to have because on days like today I can call them up and they can honestly and straight forward tell me what it is that I might need to consider doing. They don't just try to make me feel comfortable all the time. Those kinds of people are great, but a good friend will see you in your entirity, not just as a nice person to be around, but also as a person proned to fall. And when you do fall, they don't laugh at you while you scramble to get up, instead, they walk behind you and keep a steady eye on you to make sure that you don't fall. Good friends.

Peace and love.