I woke up to a series of thought provoking Tweets from one of my favorite bloggers the other day regarding female friendships. While I found it rather pretentious for him to say that men value friendships more than women do, as a mere observation I can definitely see where he’s coming from. Especially, when some of his observations ring true. I don’t think he intended for his initial tweet to come off as negative, and I’m not trying to change the minds of those who agree with him. I’m just contributing my personal explanation as to why things may seem the way they are. I suppose the best way to write about the topic would be to respond to the Tweets individually starting with this one:
I’m sure what he observes are females constantly fighting over petty shit two dudes wouldn’t even waste a breath over. As well as a woman’s circle changing more often than a mans. But he’s not there when a woman cancels a date to take her girl out to dinner instead, because she’s crying over something that traumatized her months ago. He’s not there when a woman risks her own safety to rush over to her girls house, to pack up her shit before her physically abusive boyfriend comes home. And he’s not there when we have a chance to throw an ex-girl friend under the bus but don’t because we still appreciate the friendship we once had.
Some of my friendships don’t date back to the sandbox, and I barely even talk to the girl I consider my closest friend in the whole wide world. But that’s because I prefer quality over quantity, and because real friends can pick up from wherever and whenever they left off. I believe that the people I need in my life, are the people that need me in theirs. If that’s the case then not only am I blessed, but I’m honored as well.