If you’re my friend, and you make an upset post, and I don’t say anything, this is probably why
- I figure you’re probably already busy, and you don’t need my nonsense
- I can’t help anyway, you have real problems
- otherwise having minor panic about how I wouldn’t know what to say anyway and would probably ruin everything
I’m sorry, and I wish you weren’t upset, and I want to bring you tea and fluffy pillows.
I’ve been thinking, lately, there’s something really special about internet friendships.
I think, first off, theres an emotional connection that can be easily formed, because you can be so open on the internet because of that initial sense of anonymity of it all. You’re sharing your feelings you hide from your family because, hey, maybe they understand.
Not only that, but its so opposite from meeting a person, say, at school. You’ve likely never seen them, so if you’ve made any judgement of them, its on the contents of their blog or something along those lines. Your first judgments are on their interests or their personality.
Sure, there are drawbacks. You don’t get the facial clues, you don’t get to laugh at little quirks in their accent, but its just as valid in a completely different way.
It takes time to work up to even hearing a person’s voice. Everything you know of them prior to this point is (Unless they post pictures of themselves) their personality via what they’ve written. And I think that’s kind of beautiful.
Your first phone call, skype chat, or whatever, is like a brand new first meeting, but you’ve already got all this chemistry and friendship behind you. You start fitting the way you have thought of them in with how they look and sound and you’re getting an even fuller picture of them.
And by then, you’re so much closer. You add the intimacy of voices to the the thoughts and feelings you’ve already been sharing. And you KNOW them, even if you’ve never been within 100 miles of them.
And I think thats amazing.
To all the people saying that “Internet Friend isn’t a real friend”, I’d like to say fuck you.
A friend is someone with who you share. Share anything. Common interests, different interests, clothes, games, jokes, stories, secrets, pain, insecurities, dreams, hopes. it someone you like to talk with, someone you feel better with.
And nothing in this description exclude friends you met on the Internet. Distance has nothing to do with how much you love people. Hey, that’s true, otherwise why would so many people have troubles with their neighbours? Distance can’t make you love someone less, but it can hurts.
So, you can’t judge us because our best friends are people we never met. We know that. We all know that. We know that we can’t hug them. We know that we can’t hang out every day. We know that we can’t go eat something gross in a cheap restaurant with them. We know that we don’t even have the same hour on our watches. We know that we can’t be really there when they have troubles. We know that we can’t assist to their most important moments in life. We know that we can’t poke them for fun, that we can’t throw them little papers with stupidities written on it, that we can’t make snowball fights with them. We know that if anything happen to us, they would maybe never know.
We know all of that, and it hurts. So, please, no need to remind us everything of that. We know. And even if it hurts, we still consider them as friends. Because we truly love them.