Yesterday it came up in conversation that someone Lala knows makes it a habit to say “I love you,” to all her friends.
“I couldn’t do that,” I admitted.
“Why not?” Lala asked.
“Put simply,” I replied, “because by my definition of love, I don’t love all my friends. Some I do, but some I just like, and I’m there for all of them whenever I can be because that’s what friendship is to me, but love them all I do not.”
Lala seemed kind of saddened by this, and it’s not like I consider it ideal myself, but that’s the honest truth of the matter. I would like it someday if I could be the type of person who genuinely loves everyone, but I’m never going to get to be that person by lying about it.
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Tags: Friendship, Love, Self Honesty
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