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You know that awkward friend you have who never seems interested in doing something unless you practically beg her to go? The one who makes you absolutely batty because you want to be her friend, but she just makes it so damn hard? She wears you out with her self-deprecation and inability to believe in her own awesomeness. And then, then, oh my god, when you finally get her to agree to do something and you start to have a conversation with her? She gets all Penelope on you and somehow manages to make herself the topic of conversation. Like, seriously, just shut up already. I know you’re awesome, but must you insist that I listen to that story about the time your fat ass decided to wear 4-inch heels to the Emmys and then won and had to walk aaaaallllll the way to one end of the theatre and back only to have to get right back up and do it again because you had to accept another Emmy? OMG! And shut up already about your insane family and how your family tree branches are all circles and loops and criss-crossed applesauce and nobody says criss-crossed applesauce except first graders so just stop already! Next time you ask if you’re really invited to something, I won’t just say no, but HAYELL no. Unless it’s Trivia night, then we’ll suck it up and let you come because you have this brain that’s full of absolutely useless shit.
You have one of those friends, right?
I venture to guess that, if you do, she has an inkling of how awesome she is. She probably knows deep down how valuable she is. But maybe she spent a lot of time growing up not fitting in anywhere, and now that she’s found friends she fits in with, really fits in with, she doesn’t know how to deal with that. Perhaps she spends too much time in her head hearing voices of people in the past who have proclaimed her awesomeness then turned around and said passive-aggressive things to other people about her. I believe it’s quite possible she has a very bright light inside, and she wants it to shine, but it’s been snuffed before and she doesn’t want that to happen again.
I think maybe she’s made a promise to do one thing every day that scares her, and today, it was assuming she’s invited rather than asking. She probably nearly bit a hole through her tongue to keep from asking, pleading for that spoken invite, but chances are she’s proud of herself for doing something so frightening, yet so absurdly simple.
Whatever the case, I’m positive she appreciates you being her friend, accepting her and her quirks, and dealing, at least up until now, with her oddities.
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