One of my close friends had been having some trouble with her boyfriend. They would get into arguments over tiny things and one day, they just decided to break up. I never really liked her boyfriend in the first place, but my friend couldn’t see the faults that he had. Once they broke up, my friend was devastated. She couldn’t eat, sleep, or even breathe without wanting to cry. The only way to cheer her up was by taking her to get a Holland Village manicure. Getting manicures are her favorite thing to do because she feels at ease.
My friend was so depressed from the break up that she didn’t even want to get out of her house to get a manicure. It used to be impossible to stop her from leave the house to get a manicure, but she had turned entirely into a couch potato. She was wearing sweat pants, eating from a bucket of ice cream with a big spoon, watching soap operas. It was one of the most cliched things I had ever seen, and also one of the saddest. I turned off her television, took her ice cream away, and help her get dressed so we could go to the spa for the manicure.
Things changed once the manicure happened. My friend went from being a depressed wreck to a normal person again. She realized that even though she broke up with her boyfriend, like still goes on, and that her happiness shouldn’t be ruined because of one event. She told me not to tell anyone about her sitting in front of the television in sweat pants with the ice cream. I’ve had my share of moments where I didn’t want anyone to see me, so I understood why she wanted it to be a secret.