Reading much about people's friends, dearest friends, and best friends make me remember my childhood and high school friends. If any communicate with me it's through social media, I read their posts and they read mine (never see each other face to face). But most won't have anything to do with me (and none of my former boyfriends who are happily married will accept a friend request either). Oh well, nothing I can do about it. I hold no grudge against them (my mother was hard to handle listening on conversations on the phone extension and intercom). I wish them well and just want them to be happy, even if I play no part in their lives. I no longer have the shyness or quirks I used to have (which I shed once I got away from parental control). It would be nice to have a best friend again, if nothing else to have someone to talk to that is not covered in fur. Ok, I'm done feeling sorry for myself. Post later.
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