Soppy Social Situation

It's brilliant making new friends it is, and here it comes... But. But your'e never quite sure where you stand. In a place where you don't know anyone, and they don't know you, you somehow always feel like it's a pretence. You are yourself with them but you're happy. Your new friends, if it is 'acceptable' to say so, know you at your best. There is a constant sense of wearing a mask and you begin to crave the company of someone who knows you, about the good, the bad, and the things you don't talk about. We desire the comfort of knowing they know, the silent acknowledgment that they will understand if you need to talk. 
With new friends there is a constant uncertainty- can we call each ther friends?, text?, call? (milestones if you like, to be reached). When you have decided you are friends with someone, when is it that they learn?. Your old friends were there when it happened, but these strangers, not that you want them to be so, have no idea. Why would they? It was the past. How do you say? Or will they find out one day from someone else? Or maybe it's the day, when you need to talk, your pillars having moved away. Maybe that's the day to call them what they are. You are utterly and totally yourself with them, every aspect of you incorporated. Individuals with common knowledge, jokes, numbers and emails, blogs and answers, hugs and secrets shared: True friends


M xxx