The Value of True Friendship

Hey, so if you’re new here or you’ve been reading some of my past blogs, you probably know that I’ve been through a lot. And honestly, that’s why I’m sharing these little pieces of me with you all—so you can get to know me better and understand why I am the way I am. If you want to connect the dots, feel free to check out my earlier posts, but for now, let’s dive into today’s topic: friendship.

As I mentioned in my last post, I’ve struggled a lot with eating, and I still do, but not as much as I used to. And yes, it’s because I’ve learned to be stronger, but it’s also because of the people who’ve supported me—especially my friend.

We’ve known each other since we were four years old, thanks to our moms. We were really close when we were little, but as we grew older, we kind of drifted apart. You know how it goes—teenage years, different interests, life changes. But there was this one day when everything changed. I was in a really dark place, stuck in that cycle of depression, not eating, just laying in bed all day, feeling completely hopeless. And then, out of nowhere, she showed up.

She came to my house, just like an angel. She saw me lying in bed, and I could tell she knew something was wrong. But instead of pushing me to talk, she just came—every day, bringing something to eat. At first, I didn’t want it. I didn’t feel like eating. I was still struggling with myself, with how I looked, with my eating issues. But she didn’t give up. Every day, she’d show up with something simple—chips, hot dogs, snacks, whatever—and slowly, without even realizing it, she started helping me get back on track.

It wasn’t just about food. It was about her. She’d sit with me, we’d talk, we’d cry, we’d laugh. Sometimes we’d sneak out and play games or go to a nearby park. She made it so much easier to be myself again. I started smiling more. I started eating again, without feeling guilty. I started joking, dancing, even trying new things I never thought I would. It felt like she had pulled me out of this deep hole I was in, just by being there. She gave me a reason to keep going.

That’s why I’m writing this blog—because I want to remind you how important friends are. Yes, we can do things by ourselves, and there are times when we have to rely on our own strength. But there will always be moments when we need someone. And that’s when true friends show up. They don’t judge, they just are there. They show up with snacks, with love, with support, and with that feeling of you’re not alone.

She saved me. I genuinely believe that. From the moment she walked into my room with that box of chips and hot dog, something changed. I felt safe again. And every time I think about that, it reminds me just how important real friendships are in our lives.

But here’s the thing—choosing the right friends is just as important. It’s about knowing who has your back when you need them the most, who’ll stick with you during the hard times and celebrate with you during the good times. Being able to recognize who is there for you, and who isn’t, is a vital step in building a strong support system.

So, to all the friends out there who’ve helped someone through their darkest days, I see you. You matter. And if you’re reading this and you’ve got that one friend who always has your back, hold on to them. Those kinds of friendships are rare, and they’re worth everything.

And if you’re struggling to find that support, just remember—it’s okay. You’ll get there. And when you do, you’ll know exactly how valuable those true friendships are.