For as long as I can remember, the people I called my “friends” were not really my friends, as it turned out. My best friend since I was six years old ended up stabbing me in the back and leaving me behind like yesterday’s trash. Most of the people in my circle of close friends in elementary talked about me behind my back and took advantage of me. In the end, among all those people I thought were my true friends, only one of them stood by me and did not betray me like they did. For her, I’m grateful. But despite that one exception, all those other betrayals pained me greatly, most especially the betrayal of my best friend. I asked myself then, “Did I do anything to cause this?” I found out that she decided I wasn’t a good enough friend for her, and that she didn’t need me and my friendship anymore. It hurt. But I was able to let go and move on, I learned to forgive her…for my sake, and I’ve embraced a new reality. It’s been better for me.
When I first came to Pisay, I was relieved, nervous, and worried at the same time. Relieved because I could start anew and make better friends; nervous because I was not used to change; and worried because the people I may be friends with would just end up betraying and leaving me behind like those who did when I was in elementary.
Since then, I’ve met and made new friends. But this is life, and some of those friends were not really friends, as I thought them to be. I may have made new friends, but among those friends, there also lie some enemies that I don’t really like to have but have nonetheless.
I’ve been dealing with different kinds of people my whole life so far. I know that there are people who like and accept me for who I am, and I also know that there are people who don’t really like me and think that I don’t belong in their world. I’ve gotten used to it.
Right now, I have the best friends in the whole world. And I’m sure that they are my true friends. They’re always here for me when I need them, they never talk about me behind my back, they treat me like I matter so much to them, and they put me first before themselves when I’m at my worst. I could go on and on about them and what makes them my best and true friends, but I’m not sure I would ever finish writing.
I love them and I know they love me, too. They promised me that they would never betray and hurt me like all my past friends did, and I believe them. I trust them with my whole heart.
And to my present best friends: Thank you for being my best and true friends and for not making me regret trusting and loving you all. I won’t ever betray and hurt any of you, and I won’t let you have a reason not to trust me.