Well I had a friend that had to participate in a class activity (a game to be specific) which involved getting up in front of the class. She was so anxious and just kept saying that she won’t get the higher score so that our team can win. But I told her that there was nothing to worry about, that she is already good at the game. I also said that if we didn’t get the higher score then it was okay because the other teams couldn’t beat the high school either. When she got up in front of the class, she not only got the higher score but also won the game for us. I was so proud of her to see her with confidence and proud to see herself realize that she is smart.

@clockwork811 – If you win, I hope you give the vinyl to your friend and tell him how proud you are of him and his sobriety.

My friend had a hard time learning Red Rain by The White Stripes. He asked me for help and after two weeks of practesing with me had played the song in front of our other friends. I was SO proud of my man

My friend J has never been one to do what society expects of him. He dropped out of high school, never got his GED, and never really had a legit job. He’s always been smart; some of my friends even paid him to write their college papers. Despite his intellect, he never wanted to push himself further in life. He’s stayed with different people from time to time, but mostly he’s chosen to live at home with his parents. This has always struck me as an odd choice, primarily because J and his parents do not get along in the least bit. The cops are constantly being called to their house because of all the fighting. J even stabbed his dad with a fork on Thanksgiving one year. Friends have offered to let J live with them rent free and help him find a job so he can stand on his own, but he just didn’t want it. A few years ago J attempted suicide and soon after that, he cut ties with everyone completely. He wouldn’t answer phone calls. He wouldn’t come to the door if you knocked at his house. One friend saw him on the street and all J said was “I don’t want to see anyone. I don’t want to talk to anyone.” It was really heartbreaking. This silence lasted for about 3 years. Then, last month out of the blue, J started calling people and seeing people again. He said he missed his friends, and he knew we missed him. He apologized for cutting everyone off and he had been doing some soul searching. J was going to become a monk! This was shocking, because J has never been very religious, but I’ve never heard him so passionate about doing something with his life. He sounded like he was in a very good place. He sounded like the friend I knew before all the depression and drugs. The best part is that he isn’t just blowing smoke; he’s serious about this. He spent a weekend at a monastery and they set him up with a spiritual advisor to guide him over the next year or so before he is an official monk. He is happy, and I am happy for him. I’m happy to have my friend back, and most of all, I’m proud of him.

im Proud of my wife. She’s the rock in our group. She took her quiet life and got a masters degree in guidance counseling. It helped us move from
Upstate New York to Hawaii. We’ve been here 14 years. Arrived sight unseen with clothes only and expanded from there. During that time we’ve acquired a child and house, got married, survived rough times and captured many magical moments in between. Our 8 year old has been to 42 different concerts. My wife has taken on the role of summer school a-z person, cross country and track coach, and a good friend to everyone she meets. She’s overcome financial immaturity to the count where she is now the dominant fiscal Force in our family. Once burned with credit issues to now trading in our used car for a used truck without a co-signer. This woman is now even free willingly mail ordering records (Lizzo, cardi b, Billie eilish and amy )

I however have way more records and a few cooler ones

Strange to say but I am really proud of (and happy for) my ex-wife. She has had some really shitty things happen to her along the way and while she has not always risen to the occasion as gracefully as you’d hope, she went througha very angry phase for a while. But now, she is in a really good place under difficult conditions. She has had lupus for nearly twenty years and in the last year or so she has been battling cancer. I am proud of the way she is facing her current ordeals and past traumas. Seeing her at our son’s shows always brings a smile to my face. And yes, I have told her I am proud of her.

I don’t have the kind of friends that would ever make me (or them) proud of each other. That’s what ties us together

my best friend slept with my wife, now she’s my x wife but it was the best thing that ever happened to me cause now i’m married close to 20 years with 4 daughters and I owe it all to my best friend. Way to go buddie!

I was riding bikes with my friend Zac. It was in the early days of quick release tires. He hit a pothole just right, and the tire flew off. He did a face plant. I ran over to him to see what was up and his mouth was bloody from chipping his front tooth. We were in a health class in high school that year and the teacher told us “when things are looking bad, don’t freak out. Assure the person everything is going to be okay.” He asked how it was looking and I said, “it’ll be okay.” He tried to not loose his shit. “That’s what Mr. Andrews told us to say when things are bad!” He still has that chipped tooth.

Proud moment of a friend…. Proud moment of my best friend! My wife! She only knew me a year and moved to Canada to be with me. That takes alot of courage and guts. I will be forever grateful for her doing this. Although I’ve moved to the states with her now. I’ll be always be proud of her accomplishment!