Why We Lose Friends, and Why We Need to Stop Blaming Ourselves For It

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When I was 13 I lost one of my best friendships. It wasn’t a tragic separation, but a slow and gradual parting of ways. It was clear for a while that we were becoming different people, even in our most primitive years. But in my small, immature brain, it was like the world was coming to an end. Like part of my soul was leaving me. This was a friend who held some of my…

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A millennial living in Manhattan, eating too much sushi, and writing until 2am.

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