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My so-called friend deleted me on Facebook because of an accidental slip-of-the-tongue. She talks about me behind my back and when I try to apologize, she ignores me. What should I do?
Their friendship will change. They won't have the benefit of seeing each other every day to help keep them connected. But just because it has to change, doesn't mean it has to end.
I have no idea how to approach her about this without sounding like I am accusing her of some deliberate dishonesty or undermining the validity of her claims to physical illness.
It's sad, really, that a show about female friends so close they've gone through the birth of children, divorce, depression, alcoholism and even covering up a murder ends in this way.
The only photo I have from this year's Mother's Day is of my son standing between a barrel of swords and a heavy-set Steampunk in a Revolutionary War costume.
To be an essential member of a personally fulfilling group can be very empowering. However, it can also keep you stuck. In order to experience real growth, we need to challenge the sometimes staid comfort of staying put.
Back in elementary school, I idealized the notion of having "tons of friends." Now I know through experience that it's not about quantity (either in real life or on Facebook), but quality.
We do all the things that any pair of best friends would do. We joined a gym together, we skipped the gym together. We ate pizza and watched America's Next Top Model together.
I don't exactly know what to take from this story. Maybe it's how vulnerable we all are to those we love, how a break-up doesn't have to be with a lover to knock the bejeezus out of you.
Protocol suggests you return any message via the same medium in which it was sent. Think of it as "an i for an i." Even a quick text from your iPhone deserves at least a text back, and a phone call requires a return phone call.
Women scare the ever-loving crap out of me. I'd rather go five rounds in the cage with UFC fighter Allistair Overeem than be subjected to one cup of coffee with a passive-aggressive mom.
Technology may be increasing the ability of humanity to be the superior species, but it's degrading our ability to be human.
You need to come to terms with your own desires and motivations before you decide whether to broach the subject with your friend.
While we all experience friend issues (and they don't go away when you hit adulthood!), for most girls, middle school is the time when the highs and lows of the friendship rollercoaster are most pronounced.
My sister is two years older than me. We've had a pretty good relationship throughout the years although our teen years have really taken a toll.
When I was a young, naïve thing, my Dad used to tell me: "boys don't want to be your friend." He then left the rest to my imagination.
