Some people are willing to betray years of friendship just to get a little bit of spot light and fun, this is what I learnt. As it’s no less than my own case where a fifteen year old was entangled and trapped miserably to live up in a situation of anxiety or apprehension. The situation was such that I had to live in the anticipation of fear and anger. And it was all triggered by jealousy and hatred for me.
Ultimately, the whole event directed me to a painful suffering caused by my own so called best friends which I realised soon. Besides, the number of depressed days, sleepless nights I had with them on a bed partially drenched with my ever rolling tears which still drives me out crazy sometimes even today.
Reminiscing all those darkest days of my life, I used to long only to be alone which seemed better that time. I was thinking being with myself only will add up a beauty in my life to drive my sufferings away and make my night time better.