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Did time heal you
like they all said it would?
Did you get to a place where
it doesn’t hurt to hear my name
or see my face?
Are you able to smile at our memories
and laugh at our inside jokes
even when I’m not there?
Can you tell me how long it took
for you to be okay,
or tell me how long it will take
for me to be okay?
Will you measure it for me
in bottles of wine
or buckets of tears?
Is there really a light
at the end of the tunnel?
or is that a lie, like every other cliche?
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To the girl I used to call my best friend
You don’t get to tear me down.
I am proud of who I am, what I do and what I want. It’s not arrogance, it’s not a need to feel superior. I am simply happy and proud of what I’m doing in life. I work hard for my grades and test scores. I work hard to try and get into universities I wish to get into. Just because I’m proud of myself doesn’t mean that you get to call me arrogant. And yes, I love my body, even with all it’s unique quirks that you like to label “imperfections.” Me loving my body doesn’t mean that I’m trying to talk myself up, or that I’m trying to make myself sound like a “catch.” I love my drive, my sense of self worth, my personality, my body and yes, my intelligence. I love myself, and you trying to tear me down can’t change that. I love myself and I am worthy of love and friendship. You can be worthy too.
I wish I could hate you.
And blame you for breaking your promises.
The ones that said things like “always” and “forever”.
But we never made those promises, did we?
And maybe that’s why I can’t hate you after all...
-nivo
4.3.20
It just feels so weird. It’s weird to work from home. It’s weird to have to demand a schedule from yourself when you thought you were the most organized on time person in the world. It’s weird to lose a friend you thought would have had your back for life. My stomach seems queasy all the time. My whole body aches from anxiety. Is this what trauma feels like? It’s not really trauma… just more like betrayal. Every night I go over and over in my head all the comebacks I could have said, and all the things I could have done different…. Why do best friend break ups hurt worse than romantic break ups? I’m worried about how to go back to work and deal with it. Walking on egg shells will be super fun. Maybe she’ll find another job. Maybe she’ll get written up for being late again like she always was. She’ll drown. Not because I’m hoping she will, but because I know she will. She reconciled with her loser “BFF” alcoholic bitch friend that I was happy to lose as a mutual, and she has to live in her cess pool of a house with her mom and sister sucking all her funds out of her and on top of it, she lost her second job which completely fucks her debt free date, I think. Her loss. She’ll realize it. But whether she’ll ever admit it as her pride seems to take up much of her personality, we’ll never know. I need some new friends. I know I can find and make some. It’s not too hard. All I know is I’m safe, so close to being debt free, and alive.
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Friend break-ups
You always see a relationship ending before it does but no one prepares you for the day where you and your best friend "break up".
It hurts more, it's harder to believe and at the end of the day you miss them like hell... Or so I thought.
It was a great friendship with hours of endless laughs, serious talks, and just having a good time. The thing is when someone is so close to you and you spend all your time with them you begin to lose sight of what's healthy and what's abusive. It comes to a point where they walk over you, talk badly about you, hell, even forget that you have feelings too. The "jokes" turn into sneaky ways of them telling you the truth without having to deal with the confrontation. It's the easy way out. It's pathetic really.
It's hard to take a step back and look at the big picture and realize that even though they say they loved you, their actions say otherwise.
Remember that it may be hard to find friends and to open your heart again but your tribe is out there waiting for you. Give yourself to the universe and flow with it, don't search, don't look, don't worry. Once you stop looking, it'll be right in front of you.
Never love anyone more than you love yourself and never let anyone treat you less than you deserve.
You're the goddamn universe and people around you should help you shine, not drown you out.
Super cool when you no longer have your best friend to talk to about everything. You were the only one I trusted telling everything to. I just want to talk to you about my resentment towards my parents for having ever been born, without risk of judgement. I want to tell you how I don't know what I'm doing anymore and just wait for your passive aggressive advice. And I especially want to talk to you about what a fucking asshole you are for creating a friendship like ours and just walking out on it. I can't stop thinking about the hours upon hours I spent crying on your couch about some dumb boy. You got nothing out of my sitting there being a mopey mess, but you still sat there, let me vent, and made me frozen margaritas in your kitchen when I felt up to it (or when I ran out of tears to cry). I'm beyond heartbroken, even more so than any romantic break up I've ever experienced. You were my rock, and without you, I have no foundation.
