Excerpted from my...Winter C Magazine advice column, Like Sisters
(click at the end to read the whole article)
How to be real with your buddy
|BY DENISE STEWART|
the truth is a big semi truck that’s crossing the center line. Sure,
you want to avoid it, but when that means driving off a cliff, you find
yourself thinking, “This is a tough spot.” This month, we look at a few
instances of how facing the truth can make a friendship grow without
putting you in the hospital.|
He doesn’t need you to defend his honor or personal space. I want to ask about
the lush factor here, but I’ll do what I normally do, and assume I’m right—alcohol was involved. This friendship needs to move to the light of day. If it doesn’t hold up sober and one-on-one, then she is just an acquaintance.
Flirty McGee: Do you guys want to ride together to Jenny’s party? I’ll drive.
You: No, thanks. We might skip it.
FM: Well, that stinks. I want to hang out with you soon.
You: I could do lunch on Friday. Just the two of us?
FM: I’ll check and e-mail you.
You: Sounds good.