friends, right?

Friends are supposed to stick by you. Friends are not supposed to let you down...how many people believe that? That is just not true. Life never works that way.

Friends hurt you, friends can make you cry...And it hurts so much because these are people you care about - not strangers whose opinion means nothing. Well, not nothing. No matter how much you pretend, a small part of you still listens to those unimportant opinions.

But nothing hurts like a friend's anger. Nothing is as heartwrenching as a friend refusing to stand by you. And that's when you decide. If they can't be your friend, why should you be theirs? Life would be so much easier without worrying about the turmoils of the friendship.

And that's when they complicate matters. That's when they decide to play with your head some more. That's when they decide to be friends again. They make you feel so loved that you can't remember why you were upset, in the first place. They cater to your every need, berate whoever hurt you, console you.

How do you figure out people like that?

Well, the good news is you don't have to. Just accept it. There are always going to be people like that. People you want to kill one minute and hug the next.

And they end up being your best friend.

admit it

So I've finally decided. And I guess I'm happy. No, scratch the guess. I am.

I'll admit I went through the worst stage of depression. I'll admit I'm still having traces of it. I'll admit a part of me might always wonder if I did the right thing.

The self-doubts are a part of me. I've always done that. Second guessed myself till I've lost sight of reality.

Well, not this time... And, ignoring it? Even I'm not that stubborn. So screw the doubts.

Because I'm moving on and I'm living. Being happy is not something I would freely admit to being. But, at this point, I admit I am.