Numbah 6!

What kind of friendships do you have in your life, in Aristotelian terms? Can you imagine one of your current relationships ascending to the level of a Friendship of Virtue? What conditions would have to be present for this to happen?

I really do not like the Aristotelian terms in any form, as it feels like I am abusing my own  friends for purpose or pleasure, and It saddens me to think of this as such, but, cest’ la vie. In the way of this topic , I feel that I have an amassment of  utility friends, given the fact we look upon each other as muses or  purpose for working on certain costumes, plots or designs for our products. This being said, I can say that one of my closer friends has given me so much of this advice, that I would not be where I am today without him, which  would,  bring us to pleasure friendships. This one  is tricky since I try not to tell anyone everything of  me,  this tending to save my life more than hinder it, but there are a very small few who know more about me than others, and those friends I truly treasure. To bring either of these to virtue? I would need to find someone like me, who has walked my path and has seen the world in my own eyes. Only then can I personally find a truly virtuous friend...and even then it'll be hard given who I am!


When have you experienced a time in your own life when one of your core beliefs or an essence of your own identity was questioned or challenged? How did you deal with it? 

The incident when this has happened, sadly, I can not tell the story without a thought of dread for the consequences of reliving it may become dire, but I have regrettably had this happen. The situation alone rocked me to my very core and  at the moment I knew I had a choice; to stay as I was , or become something that I considered monstrous and go down a path I knew was one I would not survive. I had a few days to contemplate this and meditated on it constantly, asking myself if it was really worth it to even try and fight it, why not just give in to the dark side for a while, flirt with the devil and try to climb back up?  Or walk away? Obviously I walked away , but thinking back, and watching the world, I see my path come to life in others , and it makes me sick to my stomach to see.