Having just read another diatribe against "flaky" friends who cancel last minute, let me say:
I love that I have friends who have enough experience with lives, bodies, minds, and society not cooperating to be there for me when times are rough. 1/6
I love that I have friends who have enough experience with lives, bodies, minds, and society not cooperating to be there for me when times are rough. 1/6
I love that I have friends who know what it means to live a life that resembles trench warfare and will celebrate the gains and be there through the losses. 2/6
I love that I have friends with great war stories to swap over drinks, even when the drink in question is magnesium citrate, and who are skilled at gallows humour. 3/6
And I am honoured to have friends who trust me enough to make plans they know they might have to break, break them, and make them again. Because I know how some people treat them for this. 4/6