I never created strong, lasting bonds with people in high school. My family has always been my best friend. But after entering college, I remembered everything I was told growing up about the girls I would befriend here. I was going to meet my bridesmaids and best friends forever.
After many futile searches, I began to doubt that I would ever find those special friends that last a lifetime. It wasn’t easy, but I am slowly coming to terms with the fact that I am scared to be alone, like many people also fear. Since I was raised with these societal standards, I forgot that my best friend would always be me.
Being alone is a terrifying idea, because it means that I will never be loved again, that I will never find that one special person, and that my friends don’t really love me. But I had an epiphany with the help of my mentor that changed my outlook on everything. We are all so busy searching for love and acceptance from the people around us, that we forget about the love and acceptance already within us.
So I have made a personal pact, as I hope others who read this will, to love and accept myself for all that I am because I am all I need. I am my own best friend, my own support system, my own shoulder to cry on, and my own helping hand. I won’t live the rest of my days alone in a mountain cave, but I don’t need anyone else. I already have what I need, and I am a great best friend. Every time I feel discouraged or alone, all I need to do is take a few deep breaths and remember that I am a wonderful me.
(Photo found on Linda Wagner.net)