Recently I went to Auckland to stay with Cat.
Over the last five years, Cat has been teaching me
through her example,
what it means to be a good friend.
I'm actually socially quite reserved until I get to know you,
and Cat told me recently that the first time we met,
she thought I didn't like her.
Makes me wonder how many other people think this about me.
When the answer is that I don't like myself much
and struggle to see why someone would want to be my friend.
But Cat really does know how to be a good friend.
She messages you when she knows that your life is shit,
and when it's going well.
She knows how to laugh with you and cry with you.
She also can tell you when you are just being pathetic.
Being friends with Cat has made me a whole lot better
about texting people when I'm thinking of them
because I know how good it feels.
Being friends with Cat gives me confidence to tell her my secrets
because she shares her too.
My best friend Shenleigh up and left me a few weeks ago to go to live in Invercargill.
And now I'm having to actually be social with people
which turns out to be a good thing for me!
One of these days, I'm going to be one of those people
who effortlessly rings people up and goes to visit
rather than hides under the quilts and watches Netflix.
I'm pretty sure that until then Cat will keep on
jollying me along from afar.
Thanks Cat! I love you xoxox