The Pressure

The Pressure

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Last published Sun, Sep 10, 2017

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I knew friendships don't last forever. You can't always rely on others. People come and go. They change for the better or worse. Everyone makes mistakes and goes through challenges in their lives. I thought that our friendship would last forever. We had a never ending bond. I thought it could never be broken. They both were like sisters to me. We did everything together. I told them everything and they told me everything, or at least I thought they did. I also thought I could always rely on them. They uplifted me, they were my backbone. When I was down they lifted me up. They have been telling me for a while that I need to move on. I knew that and I also knew that the world doesn't stop for anyone. It was just the fact that I was so hurt and still focused on the past. I didn't realize that I was only hurting myself in the process. They did something to try and get me to realize that I need to move on. But what they did help me realize something else to. What they did was unacceptable and I don't think can ever be forgiven. They betrayed me and did something that hurt me even more then I hurt myself. "How could you do that to me Simone" I said with tears streaming down my face. I looked into Simone eyes and they held sorrow and regret. "I was just trying to help you, I didn't think would be upset" Simone said. "How could that possibly help me" I said in rage. Simone took a deep breath. "I wanted you to see that Darren is moving on without you." "You need to move on too" she said while looked down at the floor. I understood what she was saying but she took it too far. "Not like this Simone" I said clutching my chest. I felt so much pain. Little did I know that this was the start of the problem. Things have only began.

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