I had a best friend and she got a boyfriend. We used to be very close but she stop hanging out with me little by little and I still tried to talk to her but it only left me with a bitter taste. She started being mean and I started to have enough. We are roommates it got to the point where I would talk more to her boyfriend as he would come in and say hi. Her boyfriend didn't like me either because he wants all the attention. After on year of constantly trying to still be her friend I realized it has hurting me more than being helpful. I'm greatful my boyfriend is always willing to listen. She used to be different but now she doesn't even help out around the house making me clean not only after her but her boyfriend too. Anyways to me love was trying even when I was suffering, but indifference slowly made me realize. I'm moving on I still live with her but I am no longer stuck and I am working on myself and trying to make friends. I can't say it doesn't hurt but time sure helps and I am tired of hurting.
I just felt like making this sooo, what is your favorite colour?
I tell my parent’s I love them, I tell my sisters I love them, but do I really love them? I thought it was just common courtesy to tell your family that you love them. Due to me not understanding love I’ve never had a boyfriend, and one of my fears is being loveless forever...can someone help me? I hate thinking about it.