The shape of friendship

The shape of friendship. Drawing Luke Hockley.

The shape of friendship. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I think I may have inadvertently become an expert in friendship.

Or at least developed a more complex understanding of it.

Or…perhaps it’s that I’m starting to change my belief that I am inept at friendship.

A few years ago, I identified that I felt overwhelmed, out of my depth, with making and maintaining friendships. Since then I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about friendship. During all that I have realised I was always looking at things as if I was particularly bad at friendships, unlike everyone else who are really good at them.

For some unknown reason I’ve looked up and suddenly noticed that this isn’t true. Most people are swimming around trying to understand what this whole friendship thing is all about.

I think the shape of any given friendship is always changing.

They are continuously unexpected.

Friendships flourish.

And they become stuck.

Friendships burst into joy.

Friendships can be a great joy or a total heart break.

And, sometimes, friendships end.

Ouch.

Love

Luke

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