Day 27
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
This month basically consisted of me trying to pass my classes, coming to terms of where I stand with friends, and deciding where I really want to be in art.
To be honest, I used to be very jealous of one of my good friends having a boyfriend. It wasn't the type of jealousy where I let it hinder our friendship but it was the kind where I got to the point of being very sensitive to the way she treated me (And no, she didn't treat me any differently. I'm lucky that she and I keep a consistent relationship to this day). At first I thought I was being foolish because I didn't want to be the type of friend that made someone "choose" sides. That's just ridiculous.
I was only more or less sad because at first I felt like I didn't know what was going on in her life anymore. It hurt when she didn't tell me when she first had feelings for him because personally I thought I always told her everything. But I thought of the situation and I guiltily admit that like the rest of our group, I never would have thought she would go for the boy she did. She might or might have not knew that and so, didn't tell me (Also, to be fair, I didn't tell her how I used to have feelings for Josh until the night I confessed to him). Either way, I've long since let this go because I don't like to dwell on things. It only makes me more sad and immature when dealing with people.
No, I don't know what's going on in her life anymore like what classes she is taking or what her week's plans are. In the end, I actually don't need to hear about it. Those are the kinds of questions and answers we'll talk about when the conversation calls for it.
We've had years of knowing each other and I think the reason why we can be so distant from each other now is because we know what to expect of each other. She can not text me for two weeks and then suddenly talk to me again and it really wouldn't matter.
I consider someone a close friend when I trust they won't leave me. I don't judge it by if we talk every day or if I know that person's favorite color. Like everyone else, I don't like getting hurt. But that's part of having a bond with someone. I'm close friends with someone when even if they hurt me or I hurt them, we won't leave each other.
In the end, that's what it comes down to. I'm glad she is my close friend.
HUGS AND KISSES Y'ALL.
This month basically consisted of me trying to pass my classes, coming to terms of where I stand with friends, and deciding where I really want to be in art.
To be honest, I used to be very jealous of one of my good friends having a boyfriend. It wasn't the type of jealousy where I let it hinder our friendship but it was the kind where I got to the point of being very sensitive to the way she treated me (And no, she didn't treat me any differently. I'm lucky that she and I keep a consistent relationship to this day). At first I thought I was being foolish because I didn't want to be the type of friend that made someone "choose" sides. That's just ridiculous.
I was only more or less sad because at first I felt like I didn't know what was going on in her life anymore. It hurt when she didn't tell me when she first had feelings for him because personally I thought I always told her everything. But I thought of the situation and I guiltily admit that like the rest of our group, I never would have thought she would go for the boy she did. She might or might have not knew that and so, didn't tell me (Also, to be fair, I didn't tell her how I used to have feelings for Josh until the night I confessed to him). Either way, I've long since let this go because I don't like to dwell on things. It only makes me more sad and immature when dealing with people.
No, I don't know what's going on in her life anymore like what classes she is taking or what her week's plans are. In the end, I actually don't need to hear about it. Those are the kinds of questions and answers we'll talk about when the conversation calls for it.
We've had years of knowing each other and I think the reason why we can be so distant from each other now is because we know what to expect of each other. She can not text me for two weeks and then suddenly talk to me again and it really wouldn't matter.
I consider someone a close friend when I trust they won't leave me. I don't judge it by if we talk every day or if I know that person's favorite color. Like everyone else, I don't like getting hurt. But that's part of having a bond with someone. I'm close friends with someone when even if they hurt me or I hurt them, we won't leave each other.
In the end, that's what it comes down to. I'm glad she is my close friend.
HUGS AND KISSES Y'ALL.