As we walk this journey together, I think some things are pretty clear (particularly because it’s my 40th post!): I’m passionate about friendship and I enjoy giving people their roses while they’re still around to smell them.
As you know, friendship is a big deal to me: oases in this here cruel life. I also believe in letting people smell their roses
If you’re new here, know that a hill I will die on is the underrated and life-affirming power of friendship and its unfair relegation to second place behind (equally formative) romantic relationships.
This second edition is a throwback. As always the objective is clear: platonic friendships can be formative and meaningful and deserve more than the secondary (or placeholder) position that they tend to occupy. Every other week I attempt to undo this injustice one anonymous letter at a time.
I say this all the time: my close friends are the great loves of my life. I have and will experience other loves in this life: magical irreplaceable experiences much like my friendships. I think our collective relegation of platonic friendships to secondary status is a mistake. Here I do my bit to undo some of that damage one anonymous letter at a time.