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July 30th, 2008 No Comments

My favorite thing about coming back to LA is spending time with my friends.  I’ve known them since college (or soon after), and they understand me better than I understand myself.  And vise versa.  It’s like I never left, and the conversation picks right up where it left off.

I’m sure you have these friends, and you treasure them with all of your heart.

Tonight I revealed an anxiety I have been harboring for some time now.  As scary as it is to just think about, I wasn’t afraid to share it with them.  They each had a very unique perspective and gave their honest opinion. I know that sounds fundamental for a friendship, but unfortunately people aren’t always as honest as you would like them to be.

(Side note: I am learning that honesty exists in many forms: support, criticism, empathy, circumstance, etc.  The key is to learning how to balance where the truth lies and how it can be constructive for your friend.  I am still attempting to find the happy medium; it’s not easy.)

I am truly fortunate to have two of my best friends in my life at all times (I mean hourly). At the same time, I appreciate the opinion of those who knew me before I moved to NYC.  Or before I moved to LA.

My Dad always says, “it’s your perspective, your reality.”  I couldn’t agree with him more.  But, a new point of view can be refreshing.  At least give it a shot, if it doesn’t work, you go back to square one.

I’m rambling, my apologies.