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Okay, let’s get one thing straight: adult friendships? Elite. Solid 10/10. Green flag. Meanwhile, my teenage friendships? Redder than my mum’s wedding saree and twice as suffocating.
Back then, friendships were all “let’s swear on Fevicol to never leave each other,” and two weeks later, they’d leave you on read because you sat with someone else in chemistry class. Friendship mein loyalty test chal raha tha ya KBC ka fastest finger first? But now that I’m in my 20s, broke, mildly unhinged, and forever tired, I’ve realised adult friendships are the soft launch of inner peace.
No one cares if I don’t text back in 2 minutes or 2 weeks. I disappear like a ghost with social anxiety (because I am a ghost with social anxiety), and my adult friends still vibe with me like nothing happened.
No one’s crying, “You’ve changed.” Yes, Priya. I have changed; I now pay bills, and my idea of fun is napping with guilt, respect that. We cancel plans and feel JOY.
Nothing, and I repeat, nothing hits like someone texting: “Bro, I can’t make it today.” Because I didn’t want to wear jeans or pretend I’m socially functional. Let’s reschedule for next month when Mercury isn’t retrograde and our introvert batteries are recharged (bro same!).
Hyperreal bonding over adult pain. In our teens, bonding was like: “Hehehe we both like chocolate and hate maths.”
Now? We trauma bond over: salary anxiety, quarter-life crisis, toxic relatives, and how the government is definitely gaslighting us. We cry, we laugh, we make dark jokes, and then we send each other cat reels at 3 AM like emotionally unstable soulmates.
It’s therapy, but free.
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We love each other (but lowkey)
There’s no clingy “Why didn’t you call me?” energy. Instead, it’s: “I’m dying.” “LMAO same.” “Wanna eat Maggi and talk about our failed dreams?” Romance is dead, but this? This is real.
Adult friendships come with mutual delusion. We hype each other up for everything. You wore eyeliner? “OMG you’re serving looks. Fire. Icon.” You drink two glasses of water today? “Queen of hydration.” You broke up with a red flag? “He was ugly anyway.” Support, delusion, validation—we have it all. Who needs therapy when you have a group chat called ‘Crisis Management Team’?
So yeah, adult friendships pass the vibe check because they don’t require performative drama or matching BFF lockets from Archies. They’re chill. Honest. Safe. They clap when I win and drag me when I settle for less (read: my toxic situationship).
They let me be my emotionally unstable, slightly feral, sleep-deprived Gen Z self, and still say, “Text me when you’re alive.” That’s love. That’s friendship. That’s peak Gen Z energy.
Sources: Blogger’s own opinion
Find the blogger: Katyayani Joshi
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