Friends and Family

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Yeah, I have real friends. Friends who know the REAL me, that know the truth about me, and actually believe me. I actually open up to them because I KNOW they will be there for me. 

This story, which I guess isn't really a story at all, goes out to all of my friends out there in the Wattpad universe. I know this one probably made no sense at all. This was just something random running through my mind while I was having like 3 different conversations on here at once. I know a lot of people out there are struggling with a lot of different things. I want to be able to help everyone, no matter what it is that's going on in your life. 

I know I've told a lot of people today and lately that I think I don't matter, or that I think they don't care about me. All that is is my brain fucking with me. I get attached extremely easily, but I always feel like everyone is going to leave me. And it makes me think I don't matter, and that nobody cares about me. When that happens, it might be best to just not push it too much. I know that sounds weird. I literally have no idea what I'm talking about right now, and I'm probably going to just delete this later, because it's going to end up making no sense at all. My brain is going everywhere and apparently I can't spell or type right now. Another thing. Once we start talking, almost immediately I'm attached, so I'm going to be telling you that I need you. I know, weird, right? But that's just my brain. I need a lot of people in my life. I'm becoming antisocial at school, and Wattpad is my life, so I have a lot of friends on here. Which means I need a lot of people. Because I need all of my friends.

I had a little bit of an idea for this when I started, but it ended up being completely different. One thing I have to say to all of my friends out there who go to school with me that I trust enough to read my shit, I'm including you as my Wattpad friends for now. I titled this part "Friends and Family" because all of my friends on here, yeah, I consider y'all my family. Y'all are my Wattpad family. I told y'all, I get attached very easily. Just go with it and don't question it. I need every single one of y'all because believe me, if I talk to you at least once a week because I'm the one who started the conversation, you've helped me in some way and I want to return that by helping you.

Told y'all this didn't make sense. It's literally going all over the place. I guess, in a way, it's kinda like my diary entries, which sounds really weird. I totally reminded myself of my story I wrote about my cousins when I wrote  that "in a way" part. But seriously, y'all can make me laugh, or cry, or smile, or do just about anything that has to do with feelings when I'm numb. That's something even the people I hang out with at school can't do. I give y'all somewhere to vent, and y'all give me somewhere to vent. We open up to each other. Yes, we hurt each other when we tell each other that the other one doesn't care. I don't know about y'all, but even if I tell you that, I know in my heart that you do care, even if the voices in my head are telling me otherwise.

Sometimes y'all will say the randomest things that you wouldn't think would be funny, like "And I know how to get the fuzz off my ass too." Like, you can be being totally serious, but I just laugh my head off because I find it funny. So, yeah, y'all really do help me, even if you don't see it. I also kinda have issues with trying to fix other people's friendships. I have a couple people I talk to basically CONSTANTLY on here, and they both used to be really good friends. But something happened, and now they both think the other one hates them and doesn't trust them. It gets frustrating at times when I'm sitting here talking to both of y'all about the other person and how much you think the SAME THINGS ABOUT THE OTHER PERSON!! And yet you won't believe me when I tell you that you guys think the same things. And you refuse to talk to each other about it. Everything matters to me. I will end up asking you if you're okay several times in a conversation because that's how much y'all mean to me.

I need to stop writing on here now to write my blog for English class, but I have to say one more thing before I do, because I don't think I've said it enough:

THANK YOU ALL SOOOOOOOOOO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING!!!!!!

And I mean that very seriously.



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