Fidelity is a word I’d often use to describe myself. Fidelity, in short, means loyalty to those you value and trust. For most of my earlier life, loyalty was not a very commonly seen trait in all of the people I had surrounded myself with, therefore, I didn’t have to use it myself. The first time I’d ever have even the slightest inkling of describing myself as actively loyal began five to eight years ago. I need to explain that my current school is the most obvious cause of my sudden urge to be loyal. I guarantee I’ve met friends that are so different and so much better than anyone else I could ever meet. Not only have I grown to love these people, but I also love to grow these people. I have learned being around these particular people have not only made me a much better version of myself, but made them better versions of themselves. My current friends are the most loyal people I’ve ever met, so, when I first met them, I decided to return the favor. Despite all the fantastic traits of my friend group, I’d say I am the most loyal to all of them. It helps to be forgiving and patient too. If it ever came to it, I’d happily give life and limb to keep my friends safe and smiling. I would even go as far to say I’m a bit too loyal. I focus much more on others than I do myself and I am completely aware of how unhealthy that is for me. The truth of the matter is, I don’t care. I’d do anything for those I love, including my wonderful family. In the long run, I’ve learned that good strong relationships matter so much more in life than money or power. Love is my power. Friends are my currency. That’s all there is to it.
Autobiography