Mend The Bond.
Hi reader! I really don't know what to post next for my blog so I decided to post an update on Facebook, asking what you guys want to read next. Thank you to those who responded. I promise to do all your request, just be patient because I'm not really that good. If some of you want to add more request, just go to my Facebook page. I will be putting the link of the post at the end.
(So, this first request is from Nahla Sar Casm.)
"F.O." Also known as "Friendship Over." To be honest, for me, I think broken friendships is much more painful than broken boyfriend-girlfriend relationships.
I experienced a lot of "Friendship Over" in my life. But for this blog I will only be sharing to you two stories. So sit down, relax, and read.
Rocelle Curtina Zaportiza is one of my long term female best friend.
I met her when I was in 7th grade. We don't really have that much in common..
She can sing, play guitar, piano, drums, flute, and some other ethnic instruments. She can also DANCE! For me, she is everything I'm not. Every practicum and other performances, she is on fire!
While I'm that type of person who wishes to be invisible. I wanted to quit, but she never gets tired of reminding me that I can do it. She gave me the courage to continue being a music major.
10th grade. I met someone. I thought that he was my friend, but behind my back he was spreading rumors about me. He told a lot of people that I was so attracted to him and that I get jealous when I see him with other girls, and that I was fighting/competing for his affection. I didn't really mind it. I just stopped our communication. But after that, I received a lot of text messages and calls from a stranger who was claiming to be his girlfriend. The text said that I should stop being jealous because I don't have the right. I didn't really want to respond, but she was really annoying.
So I replied. Sometimes you just gotta be your own little hero or knight and shining skirt to save your own little heart. Because sometimes, people will hurt you and do bad things to you even though you are not doing anything wrong.
After that, I wasn't expecting that his next victim was my best friend, so I told my best friend what kind of person the guy is. My best friend never saw anything wrong about the guy so she continued being friends with him. I felt that she didn't trust or believed in what I said to her.
So I gave her the silent treatment. She tried to talk to me, but I was overreacting, thinking that maybe friends forever really meant never.
She went home without me.
*insert crying emoji. It hurts seeing people walking away. Hahaha, yes. I know it is also my fault.
I can't force people to do something that they don't want. I am aware that it is not in her to ignore people. And that was really inconsiderate?
AND THAT WAS THE MOMENT VAN AND I FIRST WENT HOME TOGETHER!!!
I think it was Van who told me that I should have just supported her decision and just be there for her if ever the guy would destroy her.
As I got home, I realized that I was really wrong. Giving her a warning was enough, and the silent treatment was too much. At that time I don't know how to approach her. I was too scared to tell her that I am sorry. So I stayed silent..
Before last period ended, she gave me her phone and when I saw what she typed, my heart skipped a beat! She wanted to talk. I said yes, and she had these happy and heart emojis. And I realized that our friendship really did mattered.
When we finally had a verbal conversation, I cried.
The main point of the story is that you can't force someone to be someone they're not.
Being different is one of the things that makes us human. Your weakness will be someone's strength.
Just like the sun and the moon. Both are really different but they help work together to give the world a day to work and a night to rest. Sometimes we claim that we can be okay being alone, but it is harder to walk on your own.
If there are times that your or your best friend's imperfection will cause something that makes you uneasy or something, you should talk about it. Life is short. Nowadays, we lack communication.
We shouldn't listen in order to reply, but to understand. Mend the bond while you still can.
I got tired writing this post, hahaha. Should I continue?
Let me know if you still want me to post the second story which is about my boy best friend.
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