'My Best Friend Expects Too Much From Me!'
The truth will set you free.
Dreaming (1942) by Helen Lundeberg
Dear Polly,
I am writing because I feel like I'm being a terrible friend, but part of me also doesn't want to be any better. I have had a singular, all-encompassing best friend since freshman year of college. We were a dynamic duo, two for the price of one kind of friendship. I loved having that steadiness, that companio…