In a shocking twist of event, I woke up one day (sophomore days) and got sick of the thought of yet another day pretending to like everyone and their flea-infested pets.
I AM SO F*CKING DONE.
From that day on, I swore to never abandon myself again just to be liked. It was terribly hard in the beginning, but I was alright. And happier.
Fast forward to today and I am still obsessed with making friends, though I approach it with caution and finesse this time. And so, when these hard-earned relationships suddenly end, I take them really hard. Like going-through-a-depression hard. But when these signs appear in the horizon, I know it's time to let go.
It Seeks Beyond Friendship