When I was in high school, my best friends and I had to sit down to dinner and chat.
The rest of the group was in the basement, and we would go into the living room to watch movies or listen to the radio.
One of my best friendships, the one who taught me how to dance, would join us in the living rooms.
But when we first met, I was so new to him that I hadn’t fully grasped his world view.
And he was so young.
He was an introvert, so I had trouble getting him to talk about his interests, or to get excited about them.
I remember him telling me about the time he had spent with his best friends, and I was flabbergasted.
We had never met until we had gone to the movies.
The conversation was more about the movies than about anything else, but I knew that we had each other’s backs.
And it was this kind of friendship that made me feel like I could connect to others in the same way.
But he was different.
I knew he didn’t have a good relationship with his mother.
My best friend had always been the person I would talk to about the music and the art and the things that really drew me in.
So we just sort of hung out, and talked about the same stuff.
But it was clear that he didn, in fact, have a lot of friends.
I mean, he didn.
He had one.
We met in junior high school and were inseparable.
It was only later that I discovered that I had been secretly dating him.
I think it was the summer of 2010 when we met.
We went to an art school, and it was our first class together.
I thought I was going to be the one to bring him out.
I brought him out to the dance studio and he was there.
He came into the room, and he said, “I’m just a friend.”
And I said, Why don’t you come with me and dance with me?
I was really nervous, but he told me it was fine.
I had a feeling that he wanted to dance with us because he was curious.
And so we started dancing together, and the whole time I was like, Why is he so weird?
He told me about his life.
And I thought, Wow.
What is it about him that makes him so weird, and yet, so open and so honest about it?
He was the most open person I’d ever met.
He would always ask me why I was interested in something.
I always got the wrong answer.
I just thought, Oh, he wants to dance because he’s curious.
I would have told him about how I was curious about dance.
And then he would tell me about something else.
And that was it.
He told his secrets.
And at that point, I said to myself, I’m going to have to take a break from him.
But I knew I couldn’t let him leave me alone.
So, I went out with my friends.
The next time I saw him, he was dressed up in a really good outfit.
And we were dancing in the dance room.
I don’t know why.
But at that moment, I felt so happy and relieved that he was finally interested in me.
He’d always been curious about me.
And there was this other part of me that knew he was interested.
But that part was just so surprised.
And as we danced, he told us about his own life and what made him who he was.
And this was really exciting.
So he was always curious.
But then I went to my mother, and she asked me, “What did he tell you about yourself?”
And I was just thinking, Why are you asking me?
That’s not my story.
I’m not telling it to make a point.
He wanted to tell it to me, because I was my father’s daughter.
But she was a little shocked.
And she was like: I think he wants me to know something about him, and that it is okay to be curious.
He wants me, too, to know that I am good and that I have a purpose.
And to see how I can make him happy.
And you can’t be a friend just because you like him.
You have to be friends because he wants you to be a good friend.
That’s the lesson.
The lesson of friendship is that it’s okay to not like someone just because they are your friend.
It’s okay for him to not want you to like him because you’re his friend.
So when I started dating, I had the opportunity to meet a guy who I thought was going through the same thing as I was.
I was looking for a friend.
But the first thing I learned is that friendship is a double-edged sword.
You get the benefit of being in someone’s life.
But you can also end up in someone else’s life, and they