Recently, I’ve had a falling out with a friend (I’m not sure if I should call him a ‘friend’) over something stupid.
When I mean stupid, I mean REAL ridiculous.
But we’re are not going to get into that.
I will be talking about what it feels like to lose a friend from my different experiences as well as a bonus story time of my crush being racist.
Yep, you read that right.
Maybe you guys have similar experiences too in the past?
So grab your mug of coffee or tea and let’s get right into it!
What does it Feel like to Lose a Friend?
The definition of a friend: a person with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically one exclusive of sexual or family relations (e.g “she’s a friend of mine”) ~Google
Typically, my definition of a “friend” is someone who
- listens to you
- shares some mutual likings
- have the same sense of humour
- a person who especially listens to you at your downfall moments.
But there are some experiences that they weren’t a friend.
An example of this is from my older post “STORYTIME: My EX Best Friend”(If you haven’t read it, go read it after this!)
In the past, I had many people, go & stay.
People even came back but went away again.
I kind of got trust issues after that.
But that’s how the world works right?
People that were once your friends change. They start hanging out with other people that influence them and they turn into them.
I want to tell you about this “friend” I had that was once my friend but we turn different ways (no it’s not the same girl from “My Ex-Best Friend” story.)
This goes way back to hmm.. pretty much my whole primary school years (grade 1 to 6).
Let’s call her Diana.
So Diana and I go way back from the first year of primary school.
We were pretty much like BFFs when we first met in the same class and had the same sense of humour (pretty much).
During grade 2-4 we started to drift apart.
We both hung out with different groups of people.
At the start of grade 5, we were put in the same class. We hung out again during year 5-6.
Although, in year 6, I started to drift away from her because we were both going to different high schools and because, she started to become really embarrassing (I know, what a douche-y thing of me to do. I really don’t like getting embarrassed in public. Must be adolescent puberty.)
In year 7, I hung out with the group of girls (the girls that were at the start of my ex-best friend story).
In the near end of year 7, she added me on Facebook.
I was thinking “oh, she finally has Facebook?”
Note: back in primary school, her parent didn’t allow her to get FB.
So we text and had conversations.
That’s how I met with her cousin
Let’s call her Tanisha.
So, me, Diana & Tanisha became instant best friends.
We use to use a website that is typically like Skype but can share YouTube videos without having the share our computer screens (edit: It’s called Tinychat).
Diana then invited her friend (which use to go to our old primary school) but I really didn’t notice her because she was the new girl in year 5 or 6.
Let’s call her Emily.
I became friends with her but not really close friends because I didn’t like her “personality”.
A girl, that I was friends with on a video game, introduced me to her guy friend.
Let’s call him Kevin.
Kevin & I had a conversation and we became instant friends.
So I invited him to our group chat on Tinychat.
We would go on Tinychat every day after we got home from school just to have conversations and share videos and pretty much chill.
At that time, One Direction was growing popular. They became instantly big fans of them.
I didn’t really like them at all.
They had crushes on One Direction as I started to have a secret crush on Kevin (I must confess, he was cute and all).
At the same time, Emily also had a crush on Kevin (I didn’t know till later).
We would always go on Tinychat and Kevin and Emily would always flirt with each other.
I was of course, jealous and angry at the same time.
Later on, I found out from Diana that Kevin and Emily were “secretly dating”. I was sad and of course jealous after I heard that.
We all kind of separated after that.
When Diana posted a picture of me on Facebook, I was pretty embarrassed.
Kevin found out the picture and messaged me “is that you in the photo?”
I said yes, and as a racist fudge he is, he started swearing and saying that I was “Asian” then he blocked me after that.
I was like “what the actual-“. I didn’t know what had just happened.
Days went by and Diana messages me telling me that Emily’s parents caught her and Kevin dating.
Both Emily and Kevin got in trouble and they had to split up.
Secretly, I was like “HAHA, that’s what you get. Karma!”.
So yeah, he was a racist birdy. But he got what he deserves.
Back to the main topic, when I lose a friend, I feel lost and confused.
But after a while, I am glad they aren’t in my life anymore because it’s better to have no friends than toxic friends in your life who are trying to get you down.It's better to have NO friends than TOXIC friends. Click To Tweet
If you lose a friend, don’t feel down.
You didn’t lose someone special, it was their loss to lose you. Click To Tweet
You didn’t lose someone special, it was their loss to lose you.
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