“The love of friendship can’t be matched”
I have had several great loves of my life, yet very few have been romantic. In fact, among the shards of broken promises and faded passion that made up so much of the pursuit of romantic love, it has been the far more constant and unflinching love of friends that has seen me through. My friends know all of me; the unedited version. The version of me I wouldn’t put on Instagram or present to you on this page, that has involved rosé wine, tears, major cock-ups and a healthy expletive or two. The most remarkable thing to me, is that with all that knowledge, they still choose me. The real me. And I in turn choose them, knowing – and loving – each gnarly thing that makes them special,…