I found Friends about 5 years ago – in the peak of my high school life. It was around the same time I had my first shoulder surgery.

Friends gave me laughter when I thought I didn’t have any. It gave me funny storylines and ridiculous love stories. Friends gave my silly things to focus on and characters who are oh-so relatable.

And it’s still that way. Friends, especially now that I’m actually in my 20s and getting ready to face the real world, is relatable. They all struggle with love, money, feeling accepted in who they are, and just being happy and being themselves. And aren’t we all?

That’s the point of the show – for decades of twenty-something year olds to appreciate and laugh along with and cry in happiness when amazing things happen to them. For people to root for Monica and Chandler, and to commiserate with Rachel and Ross over romantic woes. For people to appreciate Phoebe’s struggles with money and family, and Joey’s struggles with following his passion.

All of it is so relatable.

And it makes you feel less alone. Instead of wondering if anyone else has ever felt the same way, I can turn to Friends. It sounds silly, and maybe a little dumb, to be thankful for a TV show that started before I was born, but it helps me – and I’ll do anything to make myself happy some days.

Friends is one of the things in my life with no drama. There’s never any gossip, any kickback, any judgment for liking it. There’s nothing anyone can say or do to make me feel bad for enjoying turning on Netflix to the next episode. Friends just is and that is exactly what I need.

When it feels like my friends couldn’t care less about me, I can care about Friends. When I feel put down, sad, or I just need a good laugh, I can turn to Friends. And when I want to put my focus on being a hopeless romantic, I can watch Monica and Chandler fall in love in their own weird way. When I need anything, I know there’s an episode for that.

Without being cliché, Friends is “there for me.”

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