Once upon a time I had a friend. She was kind and selfless, and generally the sweetest person I have ever encountered.
My parents weren't rich. They still aren't.
Her parents weren't poor. And that has never changed.
But throughout those 8 years we had known each other, something got in between us. My mother said it was jealousy. She said X was jealous of me because I was smarter, prettier, better educated, insert-whichever-trait-you-consider-valuable, etc.
I was much younger than I am now, and when I heard her saying that, it got me thinking.
"Yes, that must be it. X is just jealous. That awful bitch."
When I think of it now, I wish I knew what I know now. I wish I knew how the world works because if only I knew this, I wouldn't let my mother's surely kind attempts and good will get to me. She was only trying to help.
Now I can't even say what's a lie. When everything is a lie, where do I find the truth?
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Hydrogen
Spiritual"It does not belong to any family of elements, and though it is a nonmetal, it appears on the left side of the periodic table with the metals. The other elements with it in Group 1 form the alkali metal family, but obviously, hydrogen does not belon...
