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For Days When ‘Self’ Is Not Enough and The Wrong Kind of ‘Two’ Is a Crowd


Oh crap! Hello days of feeling blue so that just chocolate is not enough and you have to combine it with James Brown’s ‘Why Do You Do Me’, and a hell ’a junk food.
 
Hello to the days when you, on tenterhooks, go through the contacts of your phone expectantly only to be disappointed at the realization that you don’t really have a ‘friend friend’, or a go-to person.

Does this sound familiar? There comes a time in every person’s life when ‘self’ doesn’t quite cut it. Even the I-like-being-alone-thank-you people wish there was someone out there to snort with. 

People with strong characters sometimes feel the need to hide how they really feel. They’d rather put up a good front, than come off as weak and helpless, even to those they consider to be friends.

But go-to people are not necessarily friends. They are people (again!) who you can talk to, lay out all your cards on the table and not feel vulnerable, judged or choked.

They are people with minimalist behaviors, insanely caring, but are not afraid tell you the truth you don’t want to hear to your face and then laugh it off with you.

They are people you do not have to hide your true self away from, because they, perhaps know you inside out or are just as ‘screwed’ as you are. They are people that remind you that in spite of all your flaws and blunders, you are still one amazing human being. 

"At some point, we all require saving..."

 
Everyone needs one of such persons in their life because not every day is superheroes day. At some point, we all require saving, even those who champion it. 

And when we do, we want to have one person, at least, who will be there to love us nuts through it without judging our actions or the reasons for our actions.

Someone who loves chocolate, anyway, and will help us eat a great deal of them till we feel the sugariness rise through the pores of our skin and get high on its saccharinity. 

Someone we can totally share colored socks with and put our legs up a wall with. Someone we can look at in all our awkwardness and with all sincerity say “Thank you, I feel so much better.”

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