When I was in high school, I started watching Sex and the City. I don’t remember if I had to sneak around and watch it after my parents went to sleep, or if I just started watching it one day and no one said anything. All I know is that by the time I was 16 I knew what I wanted with my life: I wanted to be a writer, (which wasn’t a huge stretch because I always wanted to be a writer), I wanted to live in NYC and I wanted to have weekly brunches with my girlfriends so I could share my hardships, triumphs and insane dating stories.
I think we all know by now that our high school dreams don’t really come true.
I am a writer… but I live in Los Angeles. I do have girlfriends that I tell literally everything to… it’s just not at brunch…its in a group chat.
I spent a lot of time worried that I wouldn’t be successful: romantically, socially and in my career. I put so much pressure on creating connections with anyone, so I could finally have my Sex and the City girlfriend fantasy, that I was literally driving myself insane. It started to effect my ability to be myself, my work and the worst parts of my insecurity. In my anxious attempts to create the life I always wanted, I was missing out on the life I already have.
So here we are: three best friends just trying to make it work and get it right. Trying to figure it out for ourselves but also desperately with each other to lean on (well, me at least). And although we aren’t exactly the girls of SATC, we are ourselves: emotional, erratic, rational and everything else. We have been friends for so long that we don’t even realize how much we balance each other out, but we do. To be honest, it’s better than brunch, because the group chat is always open. Day or night, before and after a bad date, before and after a really good date. We have a Sex and the City friendship for the modern age… and having friendships that are unique and only for you, is the only kind you should want.
So that’s it really, but I couldn’t end this without a cliché quote.
“We made a deal ages ago, men, babies it doesn’t matter. We’re soul mates.” –Samantha Jones
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