Me and My Bestie. This essay was written on a personal experience level. We were to pick a conflict and look at all the possible outcomes.
I have been best friend with Amy for almost six years. The bond between the two of us is so deep at times it's scary. It even reached a point where I knew what she was thinking before she had a chance to say anything out loud. We were constantly together having a great time! Often people who met us together thought we were sisters and confused our names. In a weird sense we were sisters, minus the DNA connection. It's odd, things had been this way from the moment we met; yet somehow in the last six months everything has shifted. I'm at a turning point in my mind, should I give CPR to this dying friendship or cut my losses while I still can? This decision not only affects Amy, but our families and mutual friends as well. I have to decide which direction our friendship will go next.
We have seen each other almost every day for the last four years. The longest time we spent apart was a week. In the same sense, if we couldn't see each other we talked on the phone. When one of us found out or had something exciting /sad experience, we couldn't wait to share it with one another. I know everything there is to know about my best friend, but it's a little different when it comes to me. I have to be cautious about the amount information I tell Amy. She leans towards the judgmental side. I realize she has nothing to offer but good intentions, yet she tends to be overpowering and childish.
Amy and I may be alike in many ways via music, boys, and humor, but there are a few things that make us different. If I had to sum up our differences in one phrase, I would say: Amy has all the money I could ever need and I have all the motivation that she needs. I graduated high school a year early and moved out a week after my 17th birthday. Since then, I have worked a full time, dead end job that I manage to stretch in order to pay all of my bills. The only part of my life that I have received help with is my car. Everything else falls under my own responsibility. I'm paying for my own
We have seen each other almost every day for the last four years. The longest time we spent apart was a week. In the same sense, if we couldn't see each other we talked on the phone. When one of us found out or had something exciting /sad experience, we couldn't wait to share it with one another. I know everything there is to know about my best friend, but it's a little different when it comes to me. I have to be cautious about the amount information I tell Amy. She leans towards the judgmental side. I realize she has nothing to offer but good intentions, yet she tends to be overpowering and childish.
Amy and I may be alike in many ways via music, boys, and humor, but there are a few things that make us different. If I had to sum up our differences in one phrase, I would say: Amy has all the money I could ever need and I have all the motivation that she needs. I graduated high school a year early and moved out a week after my 17th birthday. Since then, I have worked a full time, dead end job that I manage to stretch in order to pay all of my bills. The only part of my life that I have received help with is my car. Everything else falls under my own responsibility. I'm paying for my own