Tuesday, 17 December 2019
Sometimes it's impossible not to have favorites.
In school you always have a favorite teacher. At home you may have a favorite sibling or even a favorite parent.
In life you have a favorite person.
When you're in a group of friends as big as mine, it's impossible not to have a favorite friend.
It's the one you can always count on, that always has your back and never lets you down. Ever.
The worst part is when you're everyone's favorite. It's too much.
Too much to handle.
Too many people that count on you, too many secrets, just...
Too much pressure.
So one day I just blew up at one of my friends. And of course... it hurt.
It hurt specially because she was my favorite too.
I thought our friendship had ended then and there. My heart physically hurt.
When I came home all I could do was cry, all I felt was pain.
When me and my girlfriend broke up last year I was a mess and i never thought I could feel any worse about another person.
But turns out I was wrong.
Even with all the flaws I cherished my friendship with that girl so much, she became so important so quickly that I didn't even imagine my life without her at this point.
And seeing our bond being ripped right before my eyes... was hell.
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5 days was how much it took us to calm down and get our shit together.
We had a very much needed serious conversation, and everything turned out fine.
I missed her, and she missed me.
With how hurt I was, I would've never push my pain and pride aside if she wasn't worth it.
If you're ever in the same situation that I was, ask yourselves if they're worth it.
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