09/15/2026
Making friends as an adult is hard. And I think a lot of women feel embarrassed admitting that.
We made friends so easily as kids. You sat next to someone in class, played on the same team, walked home together, and somehow you were best friends. Now you’re an adult with kids, a marriage, schedules, past hurt, different convictions, limited time, and a phone full of people you kind of know but maybe nobody you’d call when life actually falls apart.
That does not mean you’re bad at friendship.
But I also don’t think we should use “adult friendship is hard” as a reason to stay stuck.
At some point, somebody has to send the text. Somebody has to ask for the number. Somebody has to invite the other mom over before the house is clean. Somebody has to risk being the one who cares a little more first.
And if you need help doing that, so what?
Seriously.
If someone handed you a step-by-step plan for building the kind of friendships you’ve been praying for, would it really be more embarrassing to use it than to stay lonely because you felt like you should already know how?
We get help with marriage. We read books about parenting. We take classes for work. We ask for advice about health, money, faith, and home.
Friendship is one of the most important parts of our lives, and somehow we decided we’re supposed to just magically know how to build it.
You’re allowed to need a little direction.
You’re allowed to say, “Tell me who to look for. Tell me what to text. Tell me what to do next.”
That is not pathetic. That is practical.
Because the goal is not to prove you can figure friendship out on your own.
The goal is to build the kind of community you don’t have to do life without.
If that is what you want, comment STARTERKIT and I’ll send you the Village Starter Kit.