Friendship
There was a story in one of the many Chicken Soup books that I read which stuck with me, and whenever anyone was sad I used to qoute it. But I never truly understood it.
The story was about a boy and girl who had been dating for three years and were inseparable. Over a summer the girl broke up with him for another guy. The boy was heartbroken. He couldn't concentrate on anything. Everything reminded him of her, the places they went to, places in school, common friends. One day, when he didn't play football up to his standards,his coach took him aside. He asked the boy if the problem was school, girl or parents. The boy replied it was a girl. He burst out saying that he had given her everything and what had he got in return.
The coach told him to answer his question himself and left him with a paper. While he though about it, he realised how he had grown more confident, the happiness at planning how we would ask her out, how he felt when she said yes, how he had learnt to compromise etc etc.
When the coach came back he found a peace of paper saying "Its true when they say its better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all."
In my case I would apply it to friendship. Everyone loses out on some friends. Sometimes we just drift apart, sometimes we really miss them as long as we live. When I lose friends I really cherished, I would repeat this story to myself but I would never see anything I would never see anything in it for me.
After 3 years, I met my friends again. It was nice meeting them. When I was going back home, I realised that I had learnt a lot from them. I had learnt to like myself better, to become more confident, try new things.
Its true after all. It's better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all."
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When I first broke up with my girl, it was real hard. And strangely the same thing happened to me. She broke up with me for another guy. lmao.
in the beginning I was so broken and all that crap but eventually I realized there isn't a need for it. Just that you weren't meant to be together. I began to loathe her big time and I started writing hate posts (never published them though). It made me feel a bit better but then once I was talking to a friend. A friend similar to the coach.
She didn't ask me to write though. She explained how I should be taking it as an experience. One way of learning things. And eventually I realized she prolly didn't deserve those hate posts and the hatred. I left her a sorry from a number unknown to her. It made me feel better. Cos at one point of time I had learned so much from her. both knowingly and unknowingly.
'Everything I know in life, I learned from friends'. How true?