I have always believed that when it comes to choosing between my friends and my current "boyfriend", I would always choose my friends. There is no doubt in my mind that this will always be true. In the first place, true friends would never make me choose. They will caution, make their "opinions" known and leave the topic alone after. If things don't work out, my friends are there to support and help me get through the drama of it all.
"Boyfriends" who would make me choose are not worth it at all. There is no competition going on, making me choose is unnecessary. It shows insecurity and a possessiveness I can not bear to live with.
Why am I writing this now? The topic was brought up a couple of nights ago in a conversation between me and EB. Actually, it was argued about. Two long hours of trying to explain to someone the dynamics of "barkada" and why they are so important to me. Of course, this comes with trying to explain that my friends have been there for me when everything was falling apart. The dependency for my sanity, my voice of reason when I'm most likely to do crazy things. How can this be explained to someone who has not experienced it? Makes me think if I even want to explain at all. It's like trying to explain color to a dog.
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