If you’re like me and grew up in the 90’s, you probably only had control over what you watched prior to school and up until 5 PM after. (Transformers, Doug, Pinky and The Brain, Animaniacs - to name a few) I remember watching #Friends
and Jay Leno every night because my older brother essentially owned the remote to the telly. Real life didn’t mirror Central Perk, and instead of having peers to play with, I was often bullied in elementary/intermediate school. High school and college were harsh lessons in people coming and going. I was inching closer to my 30’s without a consistent group of friends, and envied people that had a Chandler, a Monica, a Rachel, a Ross, a Joey and a Phoebe in their lives. Don’t get me wrong - I had friends, the one-on-one kind rather than the same group that would have Friendsgivings or make up an entire bridal party. Then one night I met @aloha_angie.
I had given her chocolate chip cookies, remembering my lofty attempts in sharing crayons and Lunchables as a kid but mainly as a way to not appear socially awkward. I didn’t know it at the time and was too cynical to believe, but she’d end up taking on the role of every character from Friends in my life. She helped me realise that it’s okay to not have a “squad”, that often times it’s about quality over quantity. Over the last five years, she has had my back when I didn’t need it, and even more when I didn’t deserve it. I don’t say it enough, probably because I’m emotionally stunted, but I appreciate you, @aloha_angie.
You’re the Buzz to my Woody, the Pedialyte when I’m boozie.