The Problem with Dating Your Friends

You know how people always say you should date your best friend? Well, I agree. You already know what kind of person they are, so that would be much more likely to work out than a complete stranger. However, it's not that simple.

Scenario: You're with your best friend and the group of friends that you two normally hang out with. You start to see your friend in a different way - oh crap, you're attracted to them. You're okay with the idea, though, because you care about this person already. So you start to think of ways to approach the situation until you realize who else is around - your other friends. The people whose opinions you care about. You remember hearing them gripe about how annoying it was when two of the people in the group broke up. Suddenly, the idea of you and your best friend together is a bad idea. Why?

Because for some stupid reason, our friends - the people who should care about our happiness - are automatically assumed to be the judging type, and will hate us for dating a person you've cared for for a while. I can't even begin to explain how many times this has stopped me.

Why does it stop me? Because I know how some of my friends are. They would constantly tease me if I started dating one of my friends. One of my bigger worries is that they would think we don't "fit" together and make a weird couple. Worse yet, they would talk about how crazy I was if the relationship ended. Dating someone in your friend group sucks, or at least from my perspective.

So I must ask one more time, why? Why do I allow my friends to stop me from pursuing something because of things they haven't even done? Why do I not trust my friends to be happy for me? Why do I even care what they think? I mean, if they aren't okay with it, they don't have to keep hanging out with me. Am I the only one who feels this way? I don't think I am. There are billions of other people in the world.

Screw it. Date your best friend anyway.

Emotional

Today in my Christian lifestyles class, we were talking about guys being emotional. My teacher then proceeded to say something along the lines of "It's okay for guys to cry or be sad, even when people tell them not to be."

I didn't know emotional meant you cry at everything.

Here are the definitions for emotional on Dictionary.com:

1. pertaining to or involving emotion or the emotions.
2. subject to or easily affected by emotion: We are an emotional family, given to demonstrations of affection.
3. appealing to the emotions: an emotional request for contributions.
4. showing or revealing very strong emotions: an emotional scene in a play.
5. actuated, effected, or determined by emotion rather than reason: An emotional decision is often a wrong decision.
6. governed by emotion: He is in a highly emotional state of mind.

Do you see anything that mentions crying? No, of course not. Because emotion is more than crying. Emotion is joy, sorrow, anger, fright, love. People always say being emotional is being a bad thing. Really? Then what are we supposed to be? Emotionless?

Bad idea. I would rather feel everything than feel nothing at all. Because at least you know you're living. You learn nothing from nothing. But reflecting on how you feel in certain situations can help you grow as a person and develop different skills for different encounters. Telling someone being emotional is bad is like telling them to not be happy.

So don't be afraid of emotions. They are an inherent truth that you should not ignore. They help you express who you are.

Guys, be emotional. Please.

Mirror

Lately, I've been finding myself looking at the person in the mirror, and wondering, "How in the world did I become who I am at this very moment?"

It's just a small moment of awe.

And it's okay, because I like who I am.

My Heart

I've decided I want someone to fall in love with my heart.

That sounds a little pretentious. But it's true.

The Old

Like I've mentioned before, I'm an incredibly nostalgic person. So nostalgic, that I enjoy looking at my old Xanga and MySpace to see where I was in 5th-8th grades. So here's the last blog post I put on my Xanga. I wanted to share it:

"Recently, I have figured out what I would like to do with my life. I want to make a difference in the world whether it's big or small. Just make a difference. That's all I ask for. I am determined to become well known for good things, not bad. I am determined to become someone. I may [not] be the most athletic, prettiest, happiest, coolest, popular, funniest, friendliest, richest girl, but that doesn't matter. I'm not going to change who I am to become something I'm not. I'm just a normal fourteen-year-old, surburban, Catholic girl who's just trying to make it through life. I may not have the whitest smile or the smoothest hair or the skinniest body, but do I really need that and more to be someone important? Why do we need to raise MONEY to make people HAPPY when we could just raise HAPPINESS itself? If everyone was more open to diversity, then maybe this world wouldn't be so full of hate. Maybe if we all gave a smile to that person walking down the street by themself, we could all change someone's life or at least just brighten their day. Maybe if we all stopped FIGHTING each other for the top, but instead HELPED each other to the top, then maybe we could have more peace. Why do we try so hard to change who we are when there are already people who love us the way we started out?

We all have friend[s] and family that care about us. Nobody should throw that away because that is one very special gift that you can't always get back. I personally think I HAVE THE GREATEST FRIENDS IN THE WORLD. Without them, I don't know what I would do. They can make me smile, even when I feel like I shouldn't even be here. Now, when I see one of my friends in trouble or hurt, I will be there for them always. And I hope all of my friends reading this will know I AM ALWAYS HERE TO LISTEN AND OFFER ANY HELP I CAN. I think I give crappy advice, even though I've been told otherwise, but I am a great listener. I'm a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on for anyone in need.

Basically, what I'm trying to say is this:

I am determined to raise happiness for people instead of money. I am determined to be somebody. I am determined to make it big. I am determined to live life to the fullest the best I can.

This is my biggest goal in life."

I posted this on April 22, 2007. Today is November 22, 2010. 3 years and 7 months later, and this is still true. The context of it is different, but ever since I wrote that post, that's what I have been striving to do.

I still have the greatest friends in the world.

I still am always here for people if they ever need anything.

I still want to help as many people as I possibly can.

I still want to make a difference in the world.

And I'm slowly doing that. It's not that I'm trying to be full of myself. It's just true, and it's unfair to myself and the people around me to deny. All it takes is just filling your heart with love, and trusting in your purpose on Earth. Being the Jesus freak I am, I am confident that God put me where I am for a specific reason. I don't know what that reason is, but I know He wants me to love the people I have gotten to know during senior year because there are not enough people who realize that they are loved.

We can all do this. We just need to encourage each other, and start opening our hearts to the people we see every day. It only takes a small flame to light an entire world of candles.

So when are you going to start changing the world?

Bliss

I had a moment of bliss tonight.

I was driving home, after talking with my friend, Bridget, for 40 minutes. It was a good talk to. One of those talks you walk away from, knowing that it was good. Today was the lowest the temperature has been in a month or so. So, I rolled down the window to let the wonderful fresh air into my car. Along with the wonderful breeze, the sweet scent of the Wonder Bread factory around where I live crawled into my car.

I mean, what's better than the cool night air, the sweet smell of bread, and some nice music playing while you're driving home? It was a moment of pure bliss. I was completely happy for that second. It was wonderful.

Enjoy those small moments in life. They're incredible.

Flipped

So about 3-4 months ago, I was unable to open up to my mom and share my faith with her. I would always go to my friends and share whatever awesome faith thing that happened to me. Then tonight happened.

I was discussing a question with my friend, Connor, that had been asked at youth group the week I wasn't there. We start talking, and then other people want to know what we're talking about. So I reply, "Youth group, you guys won't care."

Instead of a no-we-actually-do-care response (Which I foolishly hoped for.) or a oh-okay-we'll-just-let-you-carry-on-then response, I have people who I thought I could open up to scoffing at me and making snide little comments. The person who I have called my best friend since 3rd grade was among those people.

Suddenly, I realized that these people do not love me for who I am. If I can't share something, such as my faith, with them without fear of being ridiculed, then what kind of relationships do I have with these people? Am I going to be able to rely on them while my grammy makes one of the toughest decisions in her life? Will they be there for me when some other shit hits the fan, and I need someone who will just be there and love me as a person? I mean, what are these "friendships" based on? Jokes about sex, making fun of other people, and bad-mouthing people who we act friendly towards when we're around them?

These shallow relationships are not what I want, nor need, in my life. Why are they so afraid to have a conversation that's deeper than, "I want to make out with you, haha, not really, oh my god, you're fat."?

Why is it that suddenly my mom's heart has opened up while the hearts of the people I surround myself with have suddenly closed?

Dear "friends", stop being fake to my face, and kill this relationship we have if you truly do not want it.