I don’t have time for a lot of things these days.
Reading a paper back book.
Watching an entire season of anything in a weekend.
Since becoming a wife and a mother my time has become more and more precious with every passing day.
One thing I certainly do not have time for, nor will I make time for, is fake friends.
I’m an introvert by nature, so making small talk for no good reason other than we’re standing next to each other is not something I’m good at. I’ve tried, I’m just bad at it.
And when you’re an introvert, you have a hard time faking it.
I want friendships where I don’t have to fake it.
I want my friendships to be ones where I can be totally honest. Where I can say “Damn, I’d love to have you over but my kids are acting like crazy people and if you come now, they’ll never go to bed on time.” And that friend will understand.
I want friendships where I don’t have to act like my kids are perfect and I don’t have to compete. I can’t pretend for a second that these little angels are ACTUAL angels. And I don’t want a friend who is going to pretend theirs are either.
I want friendships where I can come to your house in my sweatpants. A bottle of wine in my hand and a messy bun on my head. No makeup. No judgement.
I don’t want to have to measure up. I don’t want to have to put on an act.
I just want to be me.
Honestly, I’m mad at myself for ever wasting times on fake friends.
Motherhood teaches you a lot of things, and it certainly weeds out friendships at an alarming rate. Sometimes it hurts and sometimes it doesn’t. But what I know for sure is that the GOOD friend is better than having 15 fake ones.
Liz is a just a mom trying to keep it real about how little she sleeps, how often she gets puked on and how much she loves them. You can find her here every day writing about real-mom moments.