I got this on a Facebook post and it's so true. One of my regrets in life is losing the friendship with N, when we were 12. I still think about her.
You know what’s not talked about enough …
Mourning a friendship that doesn’t exist anymore.
Mourning over memories.
Mourning over relationships/friendships that just aren’t the same.
Mourning over parts of your story that are no longer talked about or brought up because the people in those memories have taken different paths.
It’s really sad and such a strange feeling to experience.
Anyway. If you’re struggling with this, and thought you were alone … I’m here to say you’re not. It’s real and it sucks.
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