This is my story for thanksgiving. The meaning behind “Bus Friends”, everything I didn’t quite tell other than to my closest friends. If you are struggling with friendships or relationships, give this story a read. I hope it inspires you as out of everything I have written on my blog, this has just got to be one of the hardest things to write. That’s partly why I am putting it out here, because I do not want to write about it any more.
All of the time it is either me that is feeling like shit or someone close to me that is feeling like shit. We all have our bad days but it’s just crazy how life tricks you when you think everything is ok.
Today, (14th October 2013) one of my friends, he was talking about retaliating or something like that, I can’t remember, and he asked me something like why not retaliate? And I said “you know I’m against violence, and so are you”, and he said to me “don’t tell me you’re against violence when you remember what you did to your wrist”. This was in class too!
Don’t call anyone an attention seeker, whether they genuinely are or not. Is it your place to say?
No matter how much someone seems like an attention seeker, what right do you have to call them that?
Do you know their life?
Do you know what THEY are going through?