read when you need a little picker-upper.
I think about it a lot, my friends not liking me. I know my friends think I'm kinda stupid and ugly. But I at least think my best friend likes me, so that's good.
this is a thought that plagues my mind very frequently. am i sure they like me? no. am i okay with that? yes. all i know is that they make me happy when they're around, and that's all i want.
I learned not to worry in the scientific way. It might help you:
Wow. I'm happy I'm reading this right now.. I actually need this
Hey I've been writing poetry for almost 4 years now and only recently got the confidence to publish any of it on here. was hoping if anyone see's this that has an interest in poetry would give mine a look, i'd love to hear opinions X
But what happens once that's the only things you think about and are 100% sure it's true? What if those so called friends are really not there for you?