To My Sisters That Left Our Chapter, We're Still Family

To My Sisters That Left Our Chapter, We're Still Family

Thank you for everything you gave to our sisterhood.

Our chapter is not the same without you. You are strong, powerful and independent women that worked hard to represent the Greek community well.

It is a privilege that I have been able to stay a member. My parents help me pay chapter dues, I haven't had academic struggles, and I have not had a conflict with women in our chapter.

It doesn't matter why you left, you're still my sister.

I have seen some of my best friends walk out the door. I haven't stayed in contact with you all like I should have. I got busy and didn't put the TLC into our relationships. I'm endlessly sorry for not showing you the steadfast love I promised to.

Sorority women are quick to say that we don't pay for friends.

If that's true, then the women who leave our chapter are not lesser than us. We should welcome them at fam nights and at big/little reveal. You're still our family.

Huge s/o to all the women that bring our former sisters as dates to chapter events. It feels "right" to have them there.

Sororities are expensive, time-consuming, and not always the most inclusive environment.

Running a chapter is like running a business. It doesn't come from a cold-hearted place, but our chapter takes money to operate. Trust me — the monthly rent for our chapter house is insane.

There are a lot of requirements in Greek Life. They keep our system in order, keep us involved in our communities, and push us to be better citizens. Not everyone has time to complete all of these extra requirements in addition to school and work.

There are so many barriers to enter into Greek life. Even once you're a member, it's not something everyone can afford. Someone's inability to pay for their membership is a shitty reason to exclude them from our chapter. But, as previously mentioned, sororities cost money to run.

Thank you for everything you've given to our chapter.

Ending your membership does not erase your service to our chapter. Thank you for all of the hours you poured into our sisterhood. If it was skipping a social event to attend a program to help us meet a requirement or working in an integral part of chapter leadership: Your time made an impact. Even if you can't see it.

I hope that you treasure your memories of our sisterhood. I know I do.

Delta love and mine,

Your sister

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Little things remind me all the time.

For example, I'll be sitting in the lounge with the people on my floor, just talking about how everyone's days went. Someone will turn to someone else and ask something along the lines of, "When are we going to so-and-so's place tonight?" Sometimes it'll even be, "Are you ready to go to so-and-so's place now? Okay, we'll see you later, Taylor!"

It's little things like that, little things that remind me I don't have a "friend group." And it's been like that forever. I don't have the same people to keep me company 24 hours of the day, the same people to do absolutely everything with, and the same people to cling to like glue. I don't have a whole cast of characters to entertain me and care for me and support me. Sometimes, especially when it feels obvious to me, not having a "friend group" makes me feel like a waste of space. If I don't have more friends than I can count, what's the point in trying to make friends at all?

I can tell you that there is a point. As a matter of fact, just because I don't have a close-knit clique doesn't mean I don't have any friends. The friends I have come from all different walks of life, some are from my town back home and some are from across the country. I've known some of my friends for years, and others I've only known for a few months. It doesn't really matter where they come from, though. What matters is that the friends I have all entertain me, care for me, and support me. Just because I'm not in that "friend group" with all of them together doesn't mean that we can't be friends to each other.

Still, I hate avoiding sticking myself in a box, and I'm not afraid to seek out friendships. I've noticed that a lot of the people I see who consider themselves to be in a "friend group" don't really venture outside the pack very often. I've never had a pack to venture outside of, so I don't mind reaching out to new people whenever.

I'm not going to lie, when I hear people talking about all the fun they're going to have with their "friend group" over the weekend, part of me wishes I could be included in something like that. I do sometimes want to have the personality type that allows me to mesh perfectly into a clique. I couldn't tell you what it is about me, but there is some part of me that just happens to function better one-on-one with people.

I hated it all my life up until very recently, and that's because I've finally learned that not having a "friend group" is never going to be the same as not having friends.

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