Fitting In

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I have friends, but they have more friends. Friends closer to them than me. Friends they do stuff with. Do I ever get invited? No. Do I ever feel important to them? No. Do I wish I had a friend to constantly hang out with? Yes. I might have made the team, but I still wouldn't have fit in with the group. I never fit in any group. When I contort myself to make it seem like I fit in...I still don't. That is me right? The friend you always forget. The one that gets left out of the group message. I see all of the posts about how much fun you had while I sat at home. I get it. I am the friend you text when every last person in your contact list is busy. I am never the first option. You don't even want me to be an option. Do I have any real friends? I don't even know

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