Here’s a Question:

Why, at 24 years of age, do I still not have that friend in my life who I can go to with a problem and they will hash it out with me, fully and honestly, instead of comparing their lives with mine or giving fake “uh-huhs” and sounding excited about things that may not be exciting? Is it because I mostly have guy friends and they don’t care? Is it because I’m mostly private in my struggles?

This is really bothering me. I’m dealing with something right now that I cannot begin to understand and I wish I had that person in my life who would honestly weigh pros and cons with me, and not be wrapped up in the unrealistic nature of things, or have selfish motives in the answers. I need the version of a Bonnie Hunt movie character or something.

I realize this problem isn’t really a matter of life and death, but it’s super annoying when you sort of feel like you can’t breathe and you need to get this out so there’s another person who can help you through, but everyone’s too goddamn busy saying, “yeah, that’s like when I was….” NO, IT ISN’T. REALLY.

So, how do I remedy this? Where do I make that realistic, yet helpful, yet non-judgmental, yet understanding, yet everything friend? Is this my punishment for having a lifetime of guy friends/moving away from my childhood home?

@2 years ago
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