Dear friend, I am getting rather fed up

It’s hard to explain really. 

I feel like I am getting more and more of a hitting ball; useful when having tough times but else, not really necessary. I don’t think that’s fair.
I see something of yours, and I react; that’s me. But, even if I understand that your dearest cat might die and has an operation, I don’t understand why you don’t care, that I almost died?

Because I did, you know? The car was too close to me.

And it hurts that nobody, and I literally mean nobody will react to that. Is it selfish of me? Yes! It is! But, I wanted support.

All I got was silence.

And then there you go, complaining about your living situation. You don’t understand that you have a great situation! You have to clean your room because of inspection; yes! That is not strange considering you are in a supported living situation. I understand that you want privacy; but do see it from the other side. The rent is ok, you have support, and a great place.

Am I selfish again? Most certainly!

But every time you say I need to find a psychologist, deep inside me I disagree. I have my issues, I’ll admit. But you don’t care; you don’t see.

 Because I am part of your old life, do I have to be dropped? Because you are fan of something else, because you have decided your sexual preference! What difference does that make! 

I had a cd-recording; no reaction. I had a exam; nothing. I had my near-death experience; silence. 

What am I supposed to do?!

Sincerely, your friend

May our friendship last forever

by Nicholas Gordon

May our friendship last forever;
May I sail upon your sea.
May we go through life together;
May there always be a “we.”
May I be your endless sky;
May you breathe my gentle air.
May you never wonder why
Each time you look for me, I’m there.

May we be for each a smile
Like the warm, life-giving sun;
Yet when we’re in pain awhile,
May our suffering be one.

May we share our special days,
The happiness of one for two;
And if we must go separate ways,
Let my love remain with you.

Anybody can sympathise with the sufferings of a friend, but it requires a very fine nature to sympathise with a friend’s success
Oscar Wilde
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Dear friend, Did you think we wouldn’t accept you?

This is not spoken of enough. It’s always the stories of people that come out and then end up alone. The people behind the story; people like me are forgotten. The people that are friends unconditionally.

My best friend came out, not too long ago. She openly admitted to me and our other friend, that she is gay. And guess what, we are fine with that. Actually I am really, really proud of her!

A long time ago, I think it was about when we met at the tender age of 12, that she told me that she could go both ways. Of course, at this age, you can never be sure so I took it a bit hesitatingly. That didn’t mean I didn’t store it away for future reverence. Actually, I think I mulled over it a lot. No matter what anyone says, it’s a bit scary that your best friend could,and I am not saying that happens, fall for you. But then I thought by myself, it’s no different of being friends with a guy. You don’t have to fall for them as well. The same counts for a friend who falls for the same gender.

She does not remember this conversation, and even more so, I never told her of these thoughts of mine. She has no need knowing.

So now that she came out to us, I am really happy about it. She’s strong enough to tell us this, and trust we wouldn’t go away. For her, that’s a whole improvement!

So here’s me, dear friend, did you think we wouldn’t accept you? Tell you that we are disgusted by you? That our acceptance of homosexuality wouldn’t stretch to you?

Dear friend, I am so proud of you.




 introducing friend to your fandom


I think I woke up my grandparents





 introducing friend to your fandom



I think I woke up my grandparents