Every time I blog, I rack my brain of something really witty to start a post off with. I can’t say it ever really works, but I’m just going to leave it to someone waaay more talented to give me an intro:
There are three things I value most in life:
1. My Family
2. Flaming Hot Cheetos
3. My Friends, a.k.a. Meth
(Sorry guys, Chester Cheeto has been there for me through errrthang)
I have all different sorts of Meth –tall, short, persian, not persian, etc. I love them all to pieces. And they’re all different types of crazy. But what I’ve learned the hard way is:
Crazy is a much better adjective than Toxic.
I’ve had a few of those Poisonous Frenemies in my life, and I’m sure I’ll come across a few more. Unfortunately, it is the curse of friendship, you get a few bad eggs every season. Now, I have to point out that the difference between a BAD friend and a Toxic friend is very clear:
A Bad Friend is bad at friendship, a toxic friend makes friendship bad for you.
A Bad Friend is:
- Unreliable, Flaky, Selfish, A bad listener & Oblivious
But they’re not malicious. A bad friend is that one friend you have that you know
always talks about herself and her problems, and looks off into the sky when it is your chance to talk.
I usually have bad friends out of unfortunate or forced circumstances: work, family, mutual connection etc.
A Toxic Friend is:
- Jealous, Competitive, Insecure, Unhappy & Conniving
If a person possesses 4/5 above qualities, you won’t catch me near them–even with a ten foot pole.