When I was in college, I was friends with someone who I’d always wanted to be closer with, but it never worked out that way. She was guarded about a lot of things due to her very strict upbringing. She also had a lot of darkness to her, and I didn’t get to see it often, but toward the end of our friendship, I saw some of it, mostly when she told me about how she tried to commit suicide. I tried to help her as best as I could by being there for her, but it never seemed enough.
One day, I told her something very personal, and rather than being there for me like I was for her, she turned on me. She told me she’d need to think about being my friend. She wouldn’t even look at me either.
That was almost ten years ago.
Because we didn’t get a lot of closure, I still think about her at times. I just hope she’s OK. She seemed like she had the weight of the world on her, and I wished that I could’ve been able to help her. I hope she’s found the happiness I know she deserves.
“Are you walking in painted light? I hope you are.”
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