16/07/2026
I used to think friendship was about the people who laughed the hardest with you.
The older I get, the more I realize it's about the people who stand beside you, feet burning, while you walk through hell.
The ones who hold you while you watch your mother die.
Who answer the phone when you can't stop crying.
Who show up after everyone else has gone home.
Who help clean out a house after someone dies.
Who don't try to fix your grief—they simply refuse to let you carry it alone.
Those are the people who stand in hell with you.
If you're lucky enough to have someone like that in your life, tell them. Tag them below and tell them you love them.
And if you're that person for someone else...Thank you.❤️