Let me tell you about a girl.
The short story I’m going to tell you is sad but amongst the sadness there was more happiness and the best memories ever. She has the best family in the world. Her parents gave her everything she needed and wanted. She wouldn’t change her past for anything. She loves her life and wouldn’t change a thing. But she was odd and didn’t have the best luck making friends or connecting with people, she was alone.
Like everyone else her story starts when she was little.
She was the oldest of five kids; she had built in best friends when she was younger. She remembers playing with them and having fun daily, yes they had fights and didn’t get along from time to time but they were the best of friends.
Never did she know she’d end up like this.
When she was really little her mother had friends who had kids around her age too. That was amazing every time her mom would hang out with her friends she had friends too. She loved it she had two other best friends now, at a young age she already knew that she would do anything for them. But something happened they all got older and got other friends and didn’t hang out as much and grew apart. When their moms would hang out she would hope that would come over but slowly they came along less and less.
She had no clue this would be the story of her life.
She’d have friends for years then all of a sudden they had more friends that where better than her and more fun than her.
At one point she lived in apartments and had many friends as did her sisters. But she wasn’t as pretty, fun or as good as the rest of them. One day, for some forgotten reason, they split into two groups and started fighting, but the poor girl of our story wasn’t wanted in either group, they said she wasn’t good enough for them. She went to her room and cried and cried and her mom got worried and asked what’s wrong. The little girl tried to explain but it wasn’t enough. Another lady tried to help but all she did was made her feel worse and more alone.
At this point she realized she would be alone.
Eventually they moved and she was close to her sisters again.
As time went on she made another best friend. They didn’t live close for long but they lived in the same town and went to the same church. They hung out as much as they could; when they were together they were always by each other’s side. Until one day she moved far, far away, they were still young and didn’t have phones of their own to talk daily but they emailed when they could. But again slowly her friend made friends better and closer and the emails came less and less.
Finally they moved back, she would have her friends back! But that didn’t happen. They people who had been her own friends had moved on, they didn’t want her back.
Her sisters’ best friends would hang around her some and they had fun, they would call themselves friends but best would never be used. She was often not wanted around and would go and do something by herself.
Now we know the girl of our story is the oldest. She acted like it. She would make sure things that needed to get done or they were told to do would get done. She was seen as the “mother” of the group and people liked her less. She was left out more and more and seen as the extra wheel of the group.
She slowly realized she didn’t really connect with people or understand the world like everyone else, but no one else understood. Her mom would try to make her be friends with people or hang out with her sisters friends. But her mother didn’t realize she was never wanted there and would slowly be pushed out and one day she stopped trying.
One day her sisters group of friends grew pretty big and few of them actually liked her. She was truly happy again. She still knew she didn’t fit it with the rest of the people in her life but she had true friends again. She slowly came out of her shell and connected a little with some other people in her life, around her own age. But like the story of her life goes it wasn’t perfect they kept her at arm’s length and would never hang out with her except in group settings.
But those friends in the group that actually liked her. They kind of made their own group of close friends. She knew they weren’t popular but they had fun and where there for each other like sisters. Something happened though. There was drama. Since she was alone most of the time drama was something new to her, it hit her hard and hurt deep. She never let anyone know though, she learned a long time ago people leave you alone and don’t pry if you’re happy and hide how you really feel.
The group lost a friend because a lot of the drama was around her.
Now this group of friends was getting older, they all were in high school. They got busy in their own lives and school. They started hanging out in smaller groups when they could but eventually a few of the friends left the group for another one that they could hang out with easier or just ended up moving away.
She kept in contact with one of the girls who moved away at one point they had even lived together. They were sisters. They rarely see each other or talk but this friend is special to the girl, she still calls her a friend even though she doesn’t know if it is mutual.
In that group of friends she used to have she wasn’t the prettiest, the smartest, the most fun, or really that beautiful at all. When she hung out with her group she would just stand there while people would give her friends or her sisters compliments and talk about how pretty, smart or fun to hang around they are. At one point she really had no clue when the last time someone said something nice about her.
At this point she was getting up in her teen years. She had one friend, but it wasn’t a good relationship. Hardly ever did she and her sisters agree about the friend. If she liked the friend the sisters didn’t and vise versa, but at points they were all friends. They hung out. Now this friend and her family were full of drama and lies, but they always worked it out.
Her sisters still had friends though, but they never liked her around, it was made clear they were her sister’s friends. She’d give them their space when she felt really unwanted. There were times where she would be with them talking, laughing and hanging out, then something would come up and she would just be excluded, they would start whispering and talking about things she had no clue about, left out of jokes, made fun of and left hurt. She would literally be hanging out with them and they would make plans for just them with her right there, sometimes she would try to add herself in and they wouldn’t take it or add ideas and still be left out. When they were gone she would go to her room and cry.
When they were all over and she was just done with them and would do things alone her mother didn’t like it. She was made to go hang out with them, no matter how much she wasn’t wanted. Her mom never knew though she would try to explain but couldn’t do it right.
Back to that one friend, at first they weren’t much of friends, in fact she couldn’t stand the girl at first, but one day realized that this girl wanted to be her friend while no one else did. She let this girl into her life, let down most of the walls she had built so she wouldn’t be hurt again.
That
Was
The
Worst
Thing
She
Had
Ever
Done.
She ended up being engulfed in drama and lies.
At the same time our girl now in her late teens found love. In her life of loneliness and hurt someone finally loved her, called her beautiful, wanted to be around her, talked her out of tears and cared about her in a way she had never experienced in her life.
But this friend she had didn’t like it, she lied to her about what people thought and said about her, she lied to other people about the girl and her boyfriend, she lied to her about her family and to her family about her. Every relationship on in her life was hurt, all because of this friend. She did what she had to do, she let the friend go. No one understood, everyone outside looking in didn’t like the it, because the friend and her family made more lies about a huge dramatic ordeal. What about the girl at this point? It was just about the world against her, no one understood, she was seen as the bad guy, but she had the guy who loved her by her side.
This point in her life she cried a lot. She was alone in a way she had never been. She had a ways been more mature than kids her age and had tried to hang around adults or people older than her and most the time they wouldn’t have it. She tried it again since she was older they didn’t push her way as fast as in the past, but they always did.
What about the guy? They got married. They are living happily ever after, living their fairytale.
No one knew this about the girl, not even her husband till after they got engaged. He saved her. He really did, mentally she felt like she was going to lose it, physically if she had gotten the guts to do it and knew it wouldn’t hurt her family to much, she would have taken the deep pain she felt most her life away, and emotionally he calmed her fears, tears and anxiety.
She had her dream wedding at twenty years old. So many people got exited with her, talked to her and helped her. Not only was she in love she had people wanting to be in her life. She was happy again.
Good ending right?
Not so much within month of the wedding, the excitement was over with, all those people who said they would be there for her, helped her and acted like friends? They are gone. She is back at arm’s length. No one talks to her anymore. It’s back to how it was when she was younger, she can be in a conversation, but it will change or someone comes along and she is no longer involved. She’s the second thought and overlooked. Don’t get me wrong people do try, she sees it, and she tries too. But she’s different and doesn’t connect to the world like normal people do.
What is she doing now?
She is sitting here writing this through tears and pain because she needs to connect with someone. Being alone so much isn’t good for anyone.
What keeps her going?
God's not finished with her yet. He has her here for a reason. Her life has a point.
The short story I’m going to tell you is sad but amongst the sadness there was more happiness and the best memories ever. She has the best family in the world. Her parents gave her everything she needed and wanted. She wouldn’t change her past for anything. She loves her life and wouldn’t change a thing. But she was odd and didn’t have the best luck making friends or connecting with people, she was alone.
Like everyone else her story starts when she was little.
She was the oldest of five kids; she had built in best friends when she was younger. She remembers playing with them and having fun daily, yes they had fights and didn’t get along from time to time but they were the best of friends.
Never did she know she’d end up like this.
When she was really little her mother had friends who had kids around her age too. That was amazing every time her mom would hang out with her friends she had friends too. She loved it she had two other best friends now, at a young age she already knew that she would do anything for them. But something happened they all got older and got other friends and didn’t hang out as much and grew apart. When their moms would hang out she would hope that would come over but slowly they came along less and less.
She had no clue this would be the story of her life.
She’d have friends for years then all of a sudden they had more friends that where better than her and more fun than her.
At one point she lived in apartments and had many friends as did her sisters. But she wasn’t as pretty, fun or as good as the rest of them. One day, for some forgotten reason, they split into two groups and started fighting, but the poor girl of our story wasn’t wanted in either group, they said she wasn’t good enough for them. She went to her room and cried and cried and her mom got worried and asked what’s wrong. The little girl tried to explain but it wasn’t enough. Another lady tried to help but all she did was made her feel worse and more alone.
At this point she realized she would be alone.
Eventually they moved and she was close to her sisters again.
As time went on she made another best friend. They didn’t live close for long but they lived in the same town and went to the same church. They hung out as much as they could; when they were together they were always by each other’s side. Until one day she moved far, far away, they were still young and didn’t have phones of their own to talk daily but they emailed when they could. But again slowly her friend made friends better and closer and the emails came less and less.
Finally they moved back, she would have her friends back! But that didn’t happen. They people who had been her own friends had moved on, they didn’t want her back.
Her sisters’ best friends would hang around her some and they had fun, they would call themselves friends but best would never be used. She was often not wanted around and would go and do something by herself.
Now we know the girl of our story is the oldest. She acted like it. She would make sure things that needed to get done or they were told to do would get done. She was seen as the “mother” of the group and people liked her less. She was left out more and more and seen as the extra wheel of the group.
She slowly realized she didn’t really connect with people or understand the world like everyone else, but no one else understood. Her mom would try to make her be friends with people or hang out with her sisters friends. But her mother didn’t realize she was never wanted there and would slowly be pushed out and one day she stopped trying.
One day her sisters group of friends grew pretty big and few of them actually liked her. She was truly happy again. She still knew she didn’t fit it with the rest of the people in her life but she had true friends again. She slowly came out of her shell and connected a little with some other people in her life, around her own age. But like the story of her life goes it wasn’t perfect they kept her at arm’s length and would never hang out with her except in group settings.
But those friends in the group that actually liked her. They kind of made their own group of close friends. She knew they weren’t popular but they had fun and where there for each other like sisters. Something happened though. There was drama. Since she was alone most of the time drama was something new to her, it hit her hard and hurt deep. She never let anyone know though, she learned a long time ago people leave you alone and don’t pry if you’re happy and hide how you really feel.
The group lost a friend because a lot of the drama was around her.
Now this group of friends was getting older, they all were in high school. They got busy in their own lives and school. They started hanging out in smaller groups when they could but eventually a few of the friends left the group for another one that they could hang out with easier or just ended up moving away.
She kept in contact with one of the girls who moved away at one point they had even lived together. They were sisters. They rarely see each other or talk but this friend is special to the girl, she still calls her a friend even though she doesn’t know if it is mutual.
In that group of friends she used to have she wasn’t the prettiest, the smartest, the most fun, or really that beautiful at all. When she hung out with her group she would just stand there while people would give her friends or her sisters compliments and talk about how pretty, smart or fun to hang around they are. At one point she really had no clue when the last time someone said something nice about her.
At this point she was getting up in her teen years. She had one friend, but it wasn’t a good relationship. Hardly ever did she and her sisters agree about the friend. If she liked the friend the sisters didn’t and vise versa, but at points they were all friends. They hung out. Now this friend and her family were full of drama and lies, but they always worked it out.
Her sisters still had friends though, but they never liked her around, it was made clear they were her sister’s friends. She’d give them their space when she felt really unwanted. There were times where she would be with them talking, laughing and hanging out, then something would come up and she would just be excluded, they would start whispering and talking about things she had no clue about, left out of jokes, made fun of and left hurt. She would literally be hanging out with them and they would make plans for just them with her right there, sometimes she would try to add herself in and they wouldn’t take it or add ideas and still be left out. When they were gone she would go to her room and cry.
When they were all over and she was just done with them and would do things alone her mother didn’t like it. She was made to go hang out with them, no matter how much she wasn’t wanted. Her mom never knew though she would try to explain but couldn’t do it right.
Back to that one friend, at first they weren’t much of friends, in fact she couldn’t stand the girl at first, but one day realized that this girl wanted to be her friend while no one else did. She let this girl into her life, let down most of the walls she had built so she wouldn’t be hurt again.
That
Was
The
Worst
Thing
She
Had
Ever
Done.
She ended up being engulfed in drama and lies.
At the same time our girl now in her late teens found love. In her life of loneliness and hurt someone finally loved her, called her beautiful, wanted to be around her, talked her out of tears and cared about her in a way she had never experienced in her life.
But this friend she had didn’t like it, she lied to her about what people thought and said about her, she lied to other people about the girl and her boyfriend, she lied to her about her family and to her family about her. Every relationship on in her life was hurt, all because of this friend. She did what she had to do, she let the friend go. No one understood, everyone outside looking in didn’t like the it, because the friend and her family made more lies about a huge dramatic ordeal. What about the girl at this point? It was just about the world against her, no one understood, she was seen as the bad guy, but she had the guy who loved her by her side.
This point in her life she cried a lot. She was alone in a way she had never been. She had a ways been more mature than kids her age and had tried to hang around adults or people older than her and most the time they wouldn’t have it. She tried it again since she was older they didn’t push her way as fast as in the past, but they always did.
What about the guy? They got married. They are living happily ever after, living their fairytale.
No one knew this about the girl, not even her husband till after they got engaged. He saved her. He really did, mentally she felt like she was going to lose it, physically if she had gotten the guts to do it and knew it wouldn’t hurt her family to much, she would have taken the deep pain she felt most her life away, and emotionally he calmed her fears, tears and anxiety.
She had her dream wedding at twenty years old. So many people got exited with her, talked to her and helped her. Not only was she in love she had people wanting to be in her life. She was happy again.
Good ending right?
Not so much within month of the wedding, the excitement was over with, all those people who said they would be there for her, helped her and acted like friends? They are gone. She is back at arm’s length. No one talks to her anymore. It’s back to how it was when she was younger, she can be in a conversation, but it will change or someone comes along and she is no longer involved. She’s the second thought and overlooked. Don’t get me wrong people do try, she sees it, and she tries too. But she’s different and doesn’t connect to the world like normal people do.
What is she doing now?
She is sitting here writing this through tears and pain because she needs to connect with someone. Being alone so much isn’t good for anyone.
What keeps her going?
God's not finished with her yet. He has her here for a reason. Her life has a point.
