Sometimes, I wish I am a better friend - one that others feel comfortable to be with, one that others can run in time of happiness and sadness, one that is there for everyone. I’ve been looking through my conversations recently - and I have been nothing but ranting my life. Sure enough I do apologise on certain occasions for my sudden outburst, but I somehow never took into what others said.
Been holding all of these in since Friday’s incident. Never dared to tell anyone, not even my closest friends, because I feel like I will get judged for worrying and crying over it for two days. To be honest, I slept so much on Sunday because I 1) was tired 2) didn’t want to be reminded of what happened on Friday. The baseless allegations still kinda resurface in my mind every now and then but I’m just taking it one step at a time.
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