Having a best friend is the best. Sure, you may have some family, but those people can be insufferable dicks sometimes. Best friends are great for basically anything: to get drunk with on weeknights, or to generally keep the cold and the darkness at bay.Unlike your family, you've chosen your best friend—or you've found each other—but that doesn't mean this one person you know better than anyone in the world can't drive you absolutely insane sometimes. Being confronted with your best friend's worst side can fill you with a very specific kind of rage, a feeling that usually comes with unconditional love. We asked some people close to us what they secretly hate about their best friends. But these stories are not about us. We think.
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'HIS SALIVA MAKES ME FEEL SICK TO MY STOMACH.'
'I HAD BEEN GIVEN MEL C. I HATED MEL C.'
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I've pointed it out to her on many occasions, but she doesn't think it's that bad, and that we'll always make up. She's the most serene and calm person I know, which might be partly why she drives me insane sometimes. But that might be saying more about my anxiety than about our relationship. I've learned to spot the moments when I can't trust her early on and lower my expectations. For example, with this article: I told her about it a week ago and suggested she might want to contribute something too. She was very excited about the idea. The deadline was four days ago, and I didn't get anything. Fortunately, I had my own experience to share."A."My best friend is egocentric. He's your average snobbish dickhead no one wants to deal with—Matt Damon in Good Will Hunting but with less muscle. But we've been friends for so long, and he's painfully honest with me. He's cool with telling me my last article was pure shit, and my outfit is 'the most ridiculous thing since the post-punk era.' I'm pretty straightforward myself, but there's something I can't tell him: I hate that he's so self-centered and that he forces me to be the one listening and nodding all the time. I love talking with him, I just think it would be healthy if we change the topic every now and then.We live two blocks apart. When I'm not at his place, or he's not at mine, we meet in a pub. We drink and we talk—about his problems, about the girls who let him down, about his therapist, the book he is reading, and his job. Sometimes I try to introduce a new topic of discussion, and he'll follow for a bit, but always finds a way to make the topic about him again, to lead the conversation back to his life. It's an incredible skill.
'HE'S YOUR AVERAGE SNOBBISH DICKHEAD.'
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I guess I can't tell him what I think about him for two reasons: one, I don't want to hurt him. And two: I love talking to him."L.