This past weekend one of my closest friends visited Washington DC for the first time. As a person who actually helped me with the process of applying to intern in DC and after became the friend I called on (literally) during all my tough days in the city, having her visit meant a lot to me. We spent four days exploring all the city has to offer, from monuments I’ve seen a dozen times to restaurants I’ve always walked past but never visited. It was the most fun I’ve had all year, then it ended. My friend had to fly back home and I returned to my life of responsibilities and boring but necessary tasks. Nothing changed from the time she spent at my apartment to the time she entered her car to the airport except for the fact that I was back to having no one in the city that really knew me. This is what adulthood looks like, crazy that we all spent our childhoods wishing we could grow up already. Making friends as an adult is hard. By adult I mean anyone who is not attending college and is over the age of 21. You need at least three to four years to realize which of your high school friends will remain lifelong friends. Once you hit the milestone of living on your own, outside of a campus setting with a full time job taking up all your time, you realize that your social circle feels grows small quickly. Moving to the city was a major accomplishment in my life, with my entire college career leading towards where I am today. With roommates and boyfriend my first year in DC, things were relatively easy. Then my roommates all moved out of state and my boyfriend dumped me, that’s when reality hit me straight in the face.

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Hollywood glamorizes what it’s like to go through our twenties, with best friends sitting directly next to us at the office and nights spent under bright lights and loud music. Real life is a lot more like how I spent my Easter Sunday. In bed, with an extra large pizza, watching the Real Housewives of Atlanta Reunion, Part 2. Alone.

I’m not complaining,I had a damn good time hearing Phaedra call out Kandi for being a bad friend, but I’d be lying if I didn’t wish I had a girl fiend to split that pizza with. But you can’t always get what you want, like a chic apartment in the city with a roommate to share all your adventures with. Life isn’t all too bad lately, I’ve quickly jumped out of my January slump and found myself a group of people who don’t make me want to go home before the night has even started. Making friends isn’t as easy as it used to be, but it also isn’t impossible. Coming up on the blog will be a handful of ways to socialize without the awkwardness that comes with meeting new people. Until then, I could always use some advice of how you manage to get through your twenties with a group of friends you wouldn’t mind sharing a pizza and tv marathon with.



What do you struggle with most when it comes to making new friends? Leave me a comment so I know what I should focus on in my upcoming post!




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