When Being Yourself Becomes A Problem
Dear Intentional Reader, It's 7:12 p.m. on October 10, I just started the first draft of this post over tea, but as usual, you’ll be reading the final published version. You know I had just learned that tea bags are unhealthy because they release billions of microplastics in hot water. So I’m idly thinking about that while sipping my tea and writing. I recently had a conversation with one of my acquaintances, and we talked about friendship. To avoid any confusion, I’ll refer to her as “Nkechi”, but this is not her actual name. I think I may have accidentally come up with a title for this post. So Nkechi used to have a friend whom she’d known for about nine years. She said they were close friends and shared almost everything about their lives.