Love, Cara

What is the true meaning of friendship?

1. What is the true meaning of friendship

What is the true meaning of friendship? To some people, it is being able to be support and be there for someone in time of need, or to some it is someone that will just simply be there to accompany you when you are lonely. To me, a friend is a sister or a brother. Someone that will not only be there in your time of need, or fill in the times you are alone, but to be that person that helps you become a good person. Someone that wants to make and share memories. Someone that can finds way to make you laugh in your darkest times. Someone who is on your mind all the time. Someone who will defend you when someone is bad-mouthing about you.

The list goes on, but the true question is, are you a good friend?

From the time I first started school, to my fifth year in primary school, I had no friends. I personally didn’t think there was a reason; I just thought people genuinely disliked me, because I was Cara.

And it has affected me a lot, because when I moved to London and started a new life, I was very, very not-good at making friends. The thought of communicating scared me, and I was truly afraid that I wasn’t going have any friends again.

But that wasn’t the case. I made friends. For some reason, people wanted to hang around with me, and talk to me and you know, play around like kids do.

But with my experience of not having friends, came what I think is a good thing. I cared for my friends a lot. They were constantly on my mind. When one of them was sad, I was honestly concerned and wanted to be there for them. I wasn’t rich, but when I saw something in the shops, I would think ‘oh she would love this’ or ‘Oh Laawwwd this is sooo for... Jasmine’ (I don’t have a friend called Jasmine but you get what I'm saying right?). And I thought that I was a good friend. I thought that since I didn’t have any friends, I should cherish these ones.

But I grew up, and went to secondary school, made new friends – how it happened, I really don’t have a clue- and basically the same thing happened. I cared for them.

But now that I think about it, I think I cared too much for no reason. Some of these ‘friends’ don’t give a damn. I mean they can make it seem like they care, but sometimes you could just make out they don’t. And it made me think. Is it worth it? Is it worth caring for people that don't care for you? Is it worth being around people that don’t even remember you exist half of the time?

And I came to this conclusion. Yes, it is. Because in the end, when I'm gone, they are going to lose someone that had a good impact on their life. They won’t have that friend that will be there the same way I was for them. And they will realised, that it’s not every day that you find a real friend.

If you are one of those people that care a lot about your friends, but never get the same response, continue to be that friend. When you are gone, you will know that you did nothing wring but be what they need- a friend. And they will notice that something great was in their life, but they didn’t notice.

And if you are one of those ignorant friends (don’t mean to sound rude) then stop and think. In 10 years time, you might be alone and in a deep situation and have no one to talk to. And that friend that cared could’ve been there for you.

Friends are special. Sometimes you may think you don't need them but you do. It’s part of life.

Hope this was somehow...meaningful, but yeah, I just had a thought.

I hope you had a great weekend. In fact tell me about it. How was your weekend?

If you want me to talk about something, let me know.

Love, Cara x