I feel really excited right now. An old high school friend came over today and he left 4 hours ago, but I am still excited about out meet up. It’s a guy called Alex. This is not about love, but about honesty and being yourself.
I met Alex in 2012 when I moved to SAS Puxi and he moved from Beijing to Shanghai and we have been friends ever since. We were close at school, we had classes together and he was in my tight group of friends. But today, I felt like I’ve met a new old friend. I saw a new side of him that I’ve never seen before.
He had on a familiar and comforting signature Alex smile on his face as he greeted me at 12pm in front of Burger King, where we decided to meet first but not have. Like any other meet-ups with friends, I mentally prepared myself beforehand and repeatedly told myself ‘to act myself’ and ‘be honest’ in the hopes that I will. 99.9% of the time I’d completely do the opposite and start acting once the sight of my friend comes into view. This time however was different. I felt relaxed and was able to act myself.
Dressing up like myself helped. I was in short shorts, a baggy yet slim-cut T-shirt that fit comfortably, old green converse that is fake and my white string-bag that looks like it should have retired long ago. Hair down, and then up when I got sweaty, and then down, and then up….point is, I didn’t care much.
Today my ‘happy’ mask completely came off and my wall was down. I was honest beyond honest. I confided in him, I told him the truth about what happened that sent me home, I told him my thoughts, and I was saying basically whatever was on my mind. It felt great! And he didn’t judge.
I’ve always thought of him as the nerd that talks like a walking encyclopedia and has a wall of intelligence around him that reflects anything dumb. I got to show him my Tamagotchis and he was fascinated by it. He said: “We were friends and close but I never knew you liked Tamagotchis so much!” At that point, I realised I was being myself and I was showing him who I really was. To that, I replied: “Yeah, that’s because I always thought you were a nerd who only likes to talk about economics, the world news and anything related to math or science.” I was so wrong. He is fun, and I saw his genuine fascination as he held the Tamagotchis in his hand.
He is not a robot, he is not perfect, he is not the ‘superhero’ everyone makes him to be. He gets anxious and stressed and depressed. He got a scholarship at high school, he goes to University of Pennsylvania and he is one of the smartest people I’ve known, but he has problems. He deals with similar things that I deal with. He reacts appropriately and he understands. When I confided in him about my depression and eating disorder, he shared his story about how he too wanted to kill himself and it got so bad that the school got him a psychologist. That was the first time someone confided in me like that. I was glad he trusted me enough to tell me. And it was also the first time I felt relatable on a ‘basic’ level with him. I realised, for the better, that he is not a superhero, he is not made of metal. He is human.
It feels good to be honest and open. I showed him my scrapbook. I am dying to show and explain to people my scrapbook, but only the right people. Without a thought, I started explaining my scrapbook to Alex. I told him the story behind each and every piece I drew. He was interested and he admired my drawing. The only thing I was right about him is that he is a thinker. He’d see a quote and think about it. On one piece, I wrote a letter to myself. He starred at it and I could tell he was thinking. He thought what I wrote wasn’t complete. I allowed him and he added onto the letter.
Alex is twenty years old. He acts mature, for his age and for any adult, but there’s still a child in him. He isn’t as ‘distant’ or as ‘mature’ (in an old-fashioned way) I thought he was. I told him that my dad still remembers him as the only kid that shakes his hand while introducing himself. Alex laughed and that’s what really broke the ice today and that led us into a conversation about how awkward we feel about greeting people. I realised he has trouble too and the same trouble that I have. I am not alone.
Further along, we watched Planet Earth together, with my brother. I didn’t quite enjoy the show, but it was entertaining and definitely cute. The longer the show went on, the more the kid inside him came out. First, I asked for a pillow to hug while watching the show. He passed me one, and got two for himself. Later, all the cushions from the sofa was on the floor or on us. He likes soft cushions too. Then, as the show as about to end, he made himself comfortable on the couch by lying down on his side. I was surprised to be honest. I thought about my image of ‘Alex’, the upright and polite and intelligent Alex wouldn’t put his feet on the sofa and lie down on his side. He would properly sit on the sofa. I wasn’t mad at him though, I was just surprised. And it was a new side I got to saw. It was a good sign, because it shows that he was being comfortable with me. Comfortable enough to show me his ‘other’ side.
I walked with him to the bus and got my bike at school. As I got on the bike, I ‘took a step back’ and looked at myself, my life. Today was a perfect day! My life is perfect! I was on a bike, riding home from school, through the fields of green grass, the sky was blue and there was a gentle wind blowing in my face. I just had the best day of my life, having deep meaningful conversations with a guy, playing board games at my house and watching TV shows while cuddling and being surrounded by pillows on the floor.
This was the perfect life. The life I always wanted ~ to ride my bike on a good shinny day, feeling happy and excited about how I spent my hours that day and going home with a light pleasant heart and a smile on my face.
One thing I realized today. It feels good to be honest. And when I’m honest, the other party will be honest back, which will lead to a genuine and meaningful conversation. Today, I had the best meet-up ever. The kind of meet-up I always dreamt about ~ sitting together talking, a meet-up not focused on food or eating, playing board games while sitting on the floor, showing off my Tamagotchi collection or collection of any kind, sitting close and watching a TV show together, and talking about anything and everything freely and so openly. In all, thank you Alex for showing me who you are.
Being open and honest and truly ME will lead to the happiest ME.