Fading Friendship

Fading Friendships - Part : 2

Absolutely, here’s a continuation :

My birthday was coming up, and though I tried not to get my hopes up too high, part of me couldn’t help but feel a little excited. After all, birthdays were supposed to be special, right? I imagined how my friends might surprise me—maybe they’d plan something fun, or at least do something to show they cared. I didn’t need anything huge; just something that made me feel seen and appreciated.

But as the day arrived, things didn’t go quite as I’d hoped. My friends greeted me with quick “Happy Birthday” messages, but the day went on like any other. At lunch, they joked and talked amongst themselves, almost as if it were just another ordinary day. No surprise, no thoughtful gift—just a casual wave and smiles that felt distant. I laughed along, trying to ignore the ache in my chest, reminding myself that maybe they just weren’t the type to make a big deal out of birthdays.

Then, a few weeks later, it was one of my friends’ birthdays. I watched as the others went all out, planning a surprise party, bringing elaborate decorations, and getting her a huge cake. They even bought a thoughtful gift she’d been wanting for a long time. Their energy was electric, and the excitement in their voices was unmistakable. They were there, pouring everything they had into making her feel special.

I couldn’t help but wonder—why hadn’t they done that for me? Wasn’t my birthday special too? Didn’t I deserve the same thought and care?

That day made everything painfully clear. It wasn’t just that they were drifting away; they simply didn’t see me in the way they saw each other. And as much as it hurt, I realized I couldn’t keep hoping for the friendship I wanted from people who weren’t willing to give it. My birthday, my happiness, my presence—it mattered, even if they couldn’t see it.

From that point on, I promised myself to cherish the people who did see me, even if they were few. Because I deserved friends who’d celebrate my special moments just as much as I celebrated theirs.

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How does this feels?