I figured out the secret to my happiness. It's friendship. I messed up.. Bad. The things I wrote in my other story weren't true. I made them up to get more views and reads. I feel terrible about it and I don't know what I can do to fix it. I lost two of my closest friends bc I was immature and a hypocrite and dumb and insecure. They meant a lot to me and just being around them made me happy. But now they're mad at me because of the lies that I wrote. When I wrote "secret to happiness" I wrote when I was angry and feeling alone. I thought that by making things up I could somehow fix those things. But that's not what happened. It's the complete opposite. I didn't realize that I had been blessed with true friend all around me. But now that I've lost them there's nothing I wouldn't do to get them back. I am so sorry