I think about friendships a lot—whether they’re built to last a lifetime or just born out of convenience for the moment. It’s hard to judge a friendship in the first six months, but after that, I usually have a strong sense of whether it’s something lasting or not.
Ironically, the ones I thought would last forever are often the ones that fade the fastest. They burn bright and then disappear—suddenly, without warning. But friendship is its own kind of relationship. It’s built not just on shared time, but on what we choose to accept, and how we feel within it.
I used to believe friendships had to be perfect. That we had to agree, to sync, to never let each other down. But that’s far from true. My friendships became richer the moment I started accepting my friends for who they really are. Or better yet—embracing them, flaws and all. At least they’re not pretending to be perfect. They accept my flaws too, without resentment or the need to hold it against me forever.
That’s when things started to shift. My friendships grew deeper when I stopped trying to fix people, stopped trying to mold them into what I thought they should be. Everyone grows at their own pace. So love them for who they are now—because they’ll never stay the same.
I’m still learning how to stop burning bridges while also not compromising my own feelings—and I think that’s important. Friendships shouldn’t require you to betray your own needs. The ones that last a lifetime are the ones you choose—not just the ones that happen. So choose wisely.