Let’s be honest — not everything we say to our friends can be true, because no matter how close we are, they may not share all the details with us. Or maybe I’m just not meeting the right kind of friends. Maybe I’m the problem. Maybe I just haven’t found the right type of friends.
I feel like I do everything for a person if I consider them my friend, but I never get the same support back when I need it. I end up feeling used. I give my best to people, but they don’t do the same when the situation is reversed. Of course, everyone talks behind each other’s backs, but it hurts when I’m the one being talked about.
I do everything I can for the people I care about. I see others who tease each other, fight, or don’t even seem compatible, yet they still call each other best friends. But for me, it’s never been that way. There isn’t a single person I can truly call my best friend — not because I don’t want to, but because I always feel like I’m the second or third choice, never the one.
Maybe I really am the problem.
