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When it comes to being a friend, I friend hard.

I know, I know. It can be a little much for some people, but it’s something I will never apologize for.

You see, when I find a good one, I am all in. I am in it to win it, here for the long haul.

I am your biggest fan. I am a cheerleader and a shoulder to cry on. I am a two-in-the-morning conversationalist when you desperately need someone to talk to, but I’m also a silent listener when you just need an ear to vent to.

I am a support systema builder-upper. I am your words of encouragement. I am your non-judgmental confidante.

I will always want what is best for you and will always have your best interest in mind.

Seriously, when it comes to being your friend, I want you to just come as you are.

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I don’t care about your messy house or the laundry that’s been sitting on the accent chair in your bedroom, unfolded, for weeks on end.

I don’t care about the dishes piling up in your sink.

I don’t care about your sticky floors or the millions of tiny fingerprints covering every surface of your home.

I don’t care that you sometimes may forget to text me back, because well, life.

I don’t care about your unwashed hair or that you’ve been wearing the same outfit for three days.

I don’t care about how you raise your kids, I just care that they are happy.

I don’t care if you show up to my house unannounced with your kids in tow when you are in dire need of some adult interaction.

I don’t care if you don’t have the perfect marriage.

Or the perfect family.

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I don’t care if your phone is filled with Pinterest recipes that will never get made.

I don’t care if your weekends aren’t always filled with family-fun adventures.

I don’t care that you aren’t always sunshine and rainbows, because well, kids.

Honestly, there is probably way more stuff I don’t care about, than stuff I do care about, but what I do care about is simple.

I care about you. I care about your happiness, your mental health, and your sanity.

When you have me as a friend, you have someone who will show you what true friendship is all about. You will have someone who, no matter what time it may be, will drop everything for you. If you’re having a bad day, with one text, I will show up with everything you need to be cheered up.

Look, I get it, sister.

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Finding great friends is no easy task, but being a great friend is the easy part. I mean, think about how many times you have found yourself wishing and hoping for just one friend you can count on. I’ve been there. I cannot tell you how many times I think that maybe I’m just not meant to find them.

You may have often found yourself there, too, and it’s OK!

I just pick myself up, snap myself out of it, and continue to pour my heart and soul into being a friend because while I friend hard, I love even harder.

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Dana Moss

I am a first-time mom who has no clue where I am or what I'm doing 99.9% of the time. I am a horrendous housewife to my husband of four years and would rather have bamboo shoved under my fingernails than load the dishwasher or fold the clothes that have been sitting in the dryer for a week and a half.

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