The best-friend who stopped talking to me after her cooler friends who taught her how to straighten her hair deemed me unworthy to sit in the back five seats of the bus with them.
Because you are not for everyone.
We convince ourselves that we must be loved by everybody, that the only way for happiness is that you’re 100% well liked. And that’s not the case.
Being a girl came with an instruction manual; and the best ones, the “good girls,” checked everything off that list.
Your girlfriends will save you when your insecurities are screaming at you to be broken because of him, your girlfriends will tell you that you are beautiful and why he wasn’t even worth your time.
I believe we cross paths with individuals for a reason but every so often when you’re lucky these people don’t just cross paths with you, they change your direction entirely, leading the way on this path you always thought you’d walk alone.
Your struggles may be different from those around you, but we are all struggling.
I’m sorry that I don’t text you nearly as much as I should. I’m sorry that I’m not as updated on your life as I used to be when we were younger and saw each other in the halls every single day.
I’m done with having people tell me how special I am, how great I am at this and that, only be left wondering how I would possibly mean so much to people when their actions speak far louder than their words.
The truth is that no matter how good it might have been before, you have to face the present situation.