When i was young i thought that i had a lot of friends, but i was wrong, when i was in trouble I saw none of them, no one was there to bear with me my suffering but my family, and my family was not a backup for me, i fell into depression. Make my way out was difficult, even more when nobody noticed myt state, and i had no help at all. I thank God for granting me a small flash of hope in those dark times, the school was my motive to keep going on. And so I did it.
Nowadays, my friends are one of the most important things in my life, for they are there to support me, i thank all of them for accepting me the way i am. It's been 6 years since i have made very good friends i can trust. They've been by my side always. From that awful experience i've learned that friends are not those who talk to you, but rather those who listen to you.
Cya, H&K
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