Fading Friendship

Fading Friendships

Fading Friendships

I remember how great it felt to be part of our friend group. We were inseparable, a little team that did everything together. Lunch breaks were spent laughing about the silliest things, and we’d talk for hours about our favorite shows, latest crushes, and random school drama. We all had our quirks, and somehow, they just fit together perfectly. I felt lucky to have friends who understood me so well.

At least, that’s what I thought.

After a while, I started to notice small things that didn’t sit right. Sometimes, I’d find out about plans they’d made without inviting me. I'd hear them laughing about jokes I hadn’t been a part of, inside stories I’d never heard. At first, I brushed it off, thinking maybe it was just a one-time thing. But it kept happening. I’d see photos of them hanging out over the weekend, while I’d been sitting at home, thinking everyone was busy.

Then came the day that everything became clear. I walked into school, hoping to chat with them, but they seemed distracted, barely acknowledging I was there. They huddled together, whispering and laughing, and when I asked what was so funny, they just said, “Oh, it’s nothing.” I tried to laugh it off, but the truth was starting to settle in: I wasn’t really part of their group anymore.

It felt like I’d been standing on the outside, watching through a window, hoping they’d invite me in again. The people I once thought were my friends weren’t the true friends I needed them to be. They were just friends when it was convenient, friends who didn’t see me when I needed them most.

It hurt to let go of what I thought we had, but I learned an important lesson. Real friends are there for you, through every laugh and tear, and they don’t make you feel like you’re on the outside looking in. As sad as it was, I knew it was time to let them go and focus on finding people who would truly be there for me.

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