Losing a friends is like losing an old partner in crime. I try to understand why this happens and if its a process I can get comfortable with. More than anything, I try to remember good times without sliding into bad times.
After realizing how different my life is now that I’m older and officially done wasting my young years, I decided to talk about good and bad things occuring when growing up. I guess these are normal life changes I wanted to reflect on.
Losing friends hurts. Losing friends sucks. You may be prepared for a battle but you’re never prepared to loose someone.
I explain why I changed the name of this blog and why ‘New Honesty’ doesn’t fit anymore. More than anyting I am writing about how many people are defined by life goals or career goals and why I don’t want that for myself. I want to be happy but is there a helpful life manual somewhere?