It was the first day of high school and I was overwhelmed with emotions. It was a whole new campus filled with faces I've never seen before. I was scared but at the same time, I couldn't contain my excitement. I constantly wondered what this new place would have in store for me. After all, I was going to be here for the next 4 years. The most comforting part was that I knew my best friend would be here to experience every part of it with me.
I shouldn't refer to her as a best friend because in fact, she was like a sister. She knew almost everything about me, some things that no one else knew. When something happened, good or bad, small or big, she was the first to know. As cliche as it sounds, we were the best of friends. Although we experienced some of the best memories together, we also experienced the worse. From the lost of a family member to heartaches from boys; we went through it all. It was a blessing in so many ways but little did I know everything would all change.
It was the first few weeks of school and I began to meet new people through my cousin and because of new friendships that we're being built, I slowly started to drift away from my best friend. She felt as if I had forgotten about her because of the new friends I was making and the new people that I was constantly hanging out with. Action in this case, spoke way louder than words. At that moment nothing seemed wrong and I was totally unaware of how selfish my actions were. I only cared about myself and my reputation. Rumors went around and gossip lingered in the air, half of which weren't even true. We started talking less to each other and more about each other. At first it wasn't bad, we were just "distant friends" After about a month, things were far worst than they were before. My best friend had become my enemy and I had become hers.
Instead of running to each other in hallways, we walked past each other as if we never met. We unfollowed and blocked each other on every social network you could think of. It was hard for me to accept the fact that the closest person to me was now the farthest person from me. I cried every night for months because I felt so alone. I was new into high school and my bestfriend, along with my whole group of friends, decided to turned against me. Not only did I feel alone, but I knew that it was true. She went from knowing every single detail about me, to not knowing me at all. Same went for me, I didn't know who she was anymore. They say that pain changes you.. I agree.
It's been a year since this all happened but there are still days where I cry and wish things didn't change. In the midst of my loneliness and vulnerability, I learned that it is okay to be alone and that God has a purpose for everything we face, even if we don't understand it. It was in those moments where I discovered who I really was when I had no one there to remind me. Being the dependent person I was before, I would look for comfort in people and I would constantly rely on others to be there for me and keep me sane. Throughout this experience I learned to rely on myself and be my own bestfriend. I kept things to myself and built up walls around me so that I would never get close to someone again.. So that I gave no one the opportunity to hurt me. From then, my trust wasn't given out freely. Throughout this, I experienced a new level of strength that I never knew existed within me. We're starting to slowly talk again and become the friends we once were but I'm still learning new lessons through this whole situation. Someone once told me, "Different people come into your life for different seasons of your life" and I couldn't agree more with them.
I shouldn't refer to her as a best friend because in fact, she was like a sister. She knew almost everything about me, some things that no one else knew. When something happened, good or bad, small or big, she was the first to know. As cliche as it sounds, we were the best of friends. Although we experienced some of the best memories together, we also experienced the worse. From the lost of a family member to heartaches from boys; we went through it all. It was a blessing in so many ways but little did I know everything would all change.
It was the first few weeks of school and I began to meet new people through my cousin and because of new friendships that we're being built, I slowly started to drift away from my best friend. She felt as if I had forgotten about her because of the new friends I was making and the new people that I was constantly hanging out with. Action in this case, spoke way louder than words. At that moment nothing seemed wrong and I was totally unaware of how selfish my actions were. I only cared about myself and my reputation. Rumors went around and gossip lingered in the air, half of which weren't even true. We started talking less to each other and more about each other. At first it wasn't bad, we were just "distant friends" After about a month, things were far worst than they were before. My best friend had become my enemy and I had become hers.
Instead of running to each other in hallways, we walked past each other as if we never met. We unfollowed and blocked each other on every social network you could think of. It was hard for me to accept the fact that the closest person to me was now the farthest person from me. I cried every night for months because I felt so alone. I was new into high school and my bestfriend, along with my whole group of friends, decided to turned against me. Not only did I feel alone, but I knew that it was true. She went from knowing every single detail about me, to not knowing me at all. Same went for me, I didn't know who she was anymore. They say that pain changes you.. I agree.
It's been a year since this all happened but there are still days where I cry and wish things didn't change. In the midst of my loneliness and vulnerability, I learned that it is okay to be alone and that God has a purpose for everything we face, even if we don't understand it. It was in those moments where I discovered who I really was when I had no one there to remind me. Being the dependent person I was before, I would look for comfort in people and I would constantly rely on others to be there for me and keep me sane. Throughout this experience I learned to rely on myself and be my own bestfriend. I kept things to myself and built up walls around me so that I would never get close to someone again.. So that I gave no one the opportunity to hurt me. From then, my trust wasn't given out freely. Throughout this, I experienced a new level of strength that I never knew existed within me. We're starting to slowly talk again and become the friends we once were but I'm still learning new lessons through this whole situation. Someone once told me, "Different people come into your life for different seasons of your life" and I couldn't agree more with them.
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