Hello and happy Sunday funday. [Blogged while falling asleep at 9:00 and also not on a Sunday.]
There’s something really special about the bond women have with each other. The silent empathy, the shared interests, the instinctive behaviors. My girlfriends are my sisters, my cheerleaders, my therapists, my rocks. We share our deepest thoughts on life, love, career — and through that, we’ve built a sisterhood.
I was watching a show about war veterans and someone had talked about how difficult it was for the men to come home and adjust to a life without the brotherhood they had come to know and rely on for literally their survival.
It was then I realized that the violent emotional breakdown I experienced years ago on my drive home from the last day of college wasn’t completely unjustified. I was leaving a sisterhood I had relied on for four years.
Female relationships are powerful. They’re playful, meaningful, sincere, and it really bums me out that we have this ability to connect, support and encourage — but so often don’t. We get caught up in our own insecurities or the temptation to judge with nasty comments and catty actions. We forget there’s room for all of us to be our best selves.
Incredible things would happen if we make an effort to genuinely connect, support without envy and encourage with compassion. So plan a fucking girls night, post a “Get it, girl” comment on a stranger’s social pic and make the ladies in your life feel like they can conquer the world.