Why I Do ‘Friendship Audits’ Every Year
It’s how I check in with myself to ensure the promise of friendship hasn’t been broken
I don’t like people.
I don’t like people the way I don’t like most things I can’t predict, understand, control, or completely do away with.
People, by and large, are unpredictable. Hard to understand. Not so easily controllable. And I suppose “doing away with them” is open-ended enough to include anything from polite pleasantries to a feature episode on “Unsolved Murders.”
The possibilities are endless.
I built the foundation of my life on not needing people. On not needing them the way I need oxygen or phone calls from my mama or french vanilla coffee with french vanilla creamer or the more seductive parts of a woman’s body.
I don’t want to need people. That’s a tad too vulnerable for my distrusting nature as it may require angling for their approval. Something that’s provided moments that could’ve led to catastrophic results. Instead, I like the idea of choosing them. It’s a philosophy borne of a simple concept: people are optional.
Every day, I have the option to nurture relationships or break them down to sell for parts. Dissolution can be as gentle a stage play fading to black…
