Sunday Chat: The Price of Friendship


The price of friendship
Hey Sweeties,

We all experience times within our friendship groups where gradually each of us reaches a new chapter of life that are a cause of huge celebration and as friends you are only but willing to congratulate but above all, share in the experience of the celebrations. When your friends buy their first house together, you gather with food and champagne and admire the bricks they have purchased, toasting them many happy years in their new abode. When they have babies you (silently) gather around the crib bearing gifts and coos and queue for the first of many cuddles. When they get engaged you are thrilled, marking the date in the diary as soon as the eagerly anticipated invitation lands on the door mat. So what happens then when you find out the stag or hen do, however fantastic and fun it sounds, is something you can’t afford to participate in but the rest of the group can? What happens when the wedding is not just a simple Saturday afternoon that ends in the small hours of the next morning but is actually abroad or is maybe longer than a weekend requiring annual leave and again, costs more than you can afford? How heart-breaking can it be to see people you have been friends with for years celebrate their next chapter without you there with them, forever in the knowledge that you missed out? Fancy not being able relive the embarrassing horrors of the hen/stag do or remember fondly experiences from the day itself because you missed it all?

When a couple choose to get married, they can do it wherever and whatever they like, it’s their big day and how they choose to celebrate it is absolutely down to them. These days, nothing is impossible providing the budget supports it and for the most part the couple do take on all the costs themselves. For those that get to attend the wedding(s) it’s both a privilege and a brilliant memory maker, something friends and family will remember forever. Lush!

Lately however, I am witnessing friends and colleagues (myself included) being priced out of celebrations or, in most cases, putting themselves in debt so that they don’t miss out and this mainly applies to the stag/hen do rather than the wedding itself. If you have seen the film, Bridesmaids, you can see how certain things can cause huge rifts between friends because they simply feel priced out of the occasion. This not only causes arguments, it changes and tests even the strongest of friendships. It feels like it’s more important to have a whole weekend (or week) filled with several (expensive) activities in order to feel like you are adequately being sent into married life, than having simple day/night out somewhere, albeit with a overnight stay attached onto the end of it. I just do not understand why people think it’s ok to expect friends to fork out so much money for these things. You fundamentally end up surrounding yourself with those that can afford to join in rather than perhaps your closest buddies, those you actually want there.

I am not trying to put a dampener upon something I myself will sooner or later experience for myself and I of course will only want to surround myself with people that want to share in my excitement and planning for the big day. But no way will I expect people to spend a large amount of their well earned cash on me just for the sake of a hen do. I do think it is important to have that time for yourself and your closest friends (& family) to honour that you will soon be married, I also can see how some people want to celebrate getting married by having a decent send off, there is nothing wrong with that but there is when the cost of it splits up a friendship group.

We are in a time where unfortunately, attending a wedding/hen/stag do no longer simply requires a new outfit and a strong stomach; it requires a much bigger sacrifice of time and money. Family and friends don’t need an excuse to attend a wedding of a loved one; they are there because they are your nearest and dearest and they will be there whatever the cost, but why put them in a financial disposition when you don’t need to, it’s unfair.

Unfortunately Sweeties, I am sad to report that I will no longer be Maid of Honour at my best friend’s wedding. We’re no longer even friends as I was simply priced out of the friendship. Nine years gone over words shared that I am sure are now regretted but without solid foundations of equal proportion, even the strongest of looking houses eventually collapse.

Until next time x

The Pursuit of Friendship: How to make friends as an adult

Sometimes you just need to be honest. It’s no good just letting people know when everything is okay because often, everything is not okay. I know I have hinted at it before but I have never said it properly: I’m lonely.

I don’t need hundreds of friends, I like loyal close friendships and we all know that your true friendships can be counted on one hand, and I can do that. But they live far away.

It occurred to me tonight that what I want is people near enough to just hang out with, you know, pop round for a cuppa, watch a film… you know those moments when you’re just together and you haven’t got to speak or do anything, you can just be.

To see my friends involves a calendar, a long car journey and money. This isn’t bad, of course it isn’t but it isn’t spontaneous. We catch up when we realise we have things to say and inform so all conversation builds for weeks and then expels in a day or in a couple of hours over lunch or dinner, and then it goes quiet again.

I remember my best friend at secondary school, we would talk all day about silly, teenage things and still manage to talk on the phone or email great long letters at night. There was always stuff to say because you said it as you thought of it.

I have always loved my own space and my alone time, I am great at being alone. For years this was because I was always around people and now, even though I want company, it’s not there to have therefore I can but only be alone.

A fundamental problem is that I have moved so many times, I keep moving away from a life I have temporarily made for myself and the people I meet. I move away and start again.

For many years this was because my family relocated, for the last seven years it has been me in my pursuit of my own adventures and life. But I am suffering for it or at least, I feel like I am suffering a bit for it.

I am not in the grand scale of things as my journey has always progressed forward but I feel like I am suffering because I am lonely and I can’t see a time when this will change. Well I can, it will change when I have a baby or buy a dog because they are the keys to unlocking the door to ready formed friendship groups with something in common.

I joined my hockey club last September for two reasons 1. To do something active that I remember I always loved doing at school and 2. To meet people and get some socialisation back in my life.

This is great when the season is in full swing, but its crap when it’s over because a season isn’t long enough to make friends, not the kind where you’re going to call each other up to hang out.

I’m fine with this, these things take time and a newcomer like me can’t just waltz in to ready formed groups of people and expect to just fit in, it doesn’t work like that and I am not just referring to hockey. It applies to every new place and situation.

You also can’t just force yourself onto people, you need to get acquainted and build on it. Also you’re not going to click with everybody, that’s why your true friendships can only be counted on one hand because life has already accounted for that fact.

I am not asking for sympathy, in fact I think this post makes me sound a bit pathetic, but it’s honest. It’s an honest kind of pathetic but I can’t disguise how I truly feel day to day when I claim to write a blog that is supposed to let you in.

Talking about my beauty favourites isn’t letting you in, it’s talking about things that I know we all want to read about. Its girl-talk but it’s nothing substantial; a blog is an opportunity to reach out… a key to unlocking new communities of people with things in common.

So if you’re out there, reading this and just like me, reach out and say “hey”…I’ll say it back, promise.

Friendship

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