Throughout my life, female friendships have been fraught with complexity and discomfort. I was constantly on guard against rumors, jealousy, exploitation, or sudden abandonment by friends.
In high school, one of my closest friends was court-ordered to only spend time with me. Honestly, I was more of a caretaker than a companion. She struggled with drugs, alcohol, and promiscuity, and I was the stabilizing Christian influence her mother hoped for. Despite our shared fun, I gave far more than I received, always sensing my steady character might not hold her interest once she regained freedom. That's exactly how it played out.
"It wasn't until my senior year of high school that I made a friend who didn't force me to compromise my values, siphon my goodness for her gain, or trap me in envious triangles of drama."
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