This past year has confirmed what I’ve always known deep down: female friendships hit depths that male friendships just can’t. Women connect on a level that’s raw, emotional, and beautifully complicated.
We analyze everything. A weird dream? Let’s talk about its meaning, the lesson behind it, and what feelings in our daily lives brought it to our subconscious. Feeling sad, happy, scared, ecstatic? We’ll spend hours breaking it down, getting to the root of why. If life’s tough, a female friend won’t just listen—she’ll help you find solutions. It’s like therapy, but with love and no time limit.
Male friendships, though? They’re simpler. I’ve seen it in my close male friends. They stick to surface-level topics: what’s happening in the world, funny videos, sports, money. When they do get “real,” it’s slow—months or even years to open up. And even then, it’s often just the basics: “Things have been rough.” No one presses for more, and that’s it. They leave it hanging.
Male friendships, however, have a different kind of strength. I’ve realized they often thrive on simplicity and shared experiences rather than words. It’s not about dissecting emotions but about showing up in practical ways. Rationality over emotion.
What makes female friendships so special is the mutual willingness to dig deep and feel deeply. There’s no fear of being “too much” or saying the wrong thing. We create space for each other to process, vent, cry, or just exist. It’s messy, honest, and cathartic in a way that feels like a gift every time. There’s nothing like it.