Friendship is the most important symbol and relationship towards a person or people, well for me at least. It symbolizes the bond and in-depth closeness with a person that you trust and can count on to. Friendship, from the word itself has a lot of meaning especially towards us young people. It is a wonderful thing that even the relationship of a man to his dog is considered friendship, hence dogs are dubbed “man’s best friend”. Friendship is something like a treasure or a gift that we put much value and importance for, however some people fail to keep it due to some inevitable circumstances that comes along the way and sometimes we couldn’t avoid the things that occurs between us and our friend. And friendship plays an important rule when things get rough to us or when things get fuzzy or coarse accordingly.
Most of the time it is the struggles and obstacles that strengthens your friendship but of course it could also result to grudges to ending it and sometimes even if we don’t intend or do something that would hurt them, we are actually doing it unconsciously and eventually it leaves a mark that couldn’t be fixed anymore and that’s the saddest part in friendship. Well, let me share a story that I, myself have experienced.
My name is Skylar. I have a friend who happened to be my best friend for all times. We met through my classmates when I was in my college days. We were not really close that much at the start until we asked each other’s number and started texting and hanging out. At the beginning, everything went nice and fun. We’re almost together every day except when I’m at school or with my boyfriend. We get along so well, I feel comfortable and happy with our built friendship. He was there at some moments when I’m breaking down emotionally. He was there when I had my first heartbroken. And he was there when I had problems with my parents, to comfort me and convince me that everything will turn out all right. I was so glad then that I have him to share my experiences with and be always up for any play or mad sense that I make. We even took a peek on Mobile Porno when we feel like tripping or goofing off.
He was such a good friend and he’s the only one then that could make me laugh whenever I feel blue and feel like crying, but at some point I never thought he would do something unforgivable and traumatic and until now I still keep having those flashbacks in my head which I am trying to forget and rid off in my memory. So, here’s what happened;
We were at some place in his friend's house, I told him, before anything else in the mini party, to take me home after the fun drinking session and told him that I’ll pay at any cost if he still insists to be back there, as long as he takes me home when I feel like to and so he agreed somewhat. Everything went fine; everybody is having a good time and drinking of course. But then something went wrong, and I remember how drunk I am and how mischievous I got. I only wanted to go home because I was full and drunk as I remember he was too. I was already requesting for him to take me home but then he came in to some house and I was outside shouting; “We’ve talked about this, and I told you to take me home right after this! I’ll pay for the transportation, just take me home and I’ll pay for it so you could go back here!” Then he came out of the house trembling walking to me and slaps me on the face while he grabs my hair and I fell down. While I’m lying on the ground, he was still pulling my hair off. I was so shocked and that I couldn’t fight back and was so dizzy I can’t stand up, he was so strong. Well, he’s a big guy. Then he started walking to the stairs and saying something awful that I could no longer recall. Nobody even helped me, until he got tired and finished his rampage and his ranting. Finally, he let me go and someone helped me up and takes me home. I was crying badly and was so wasted when I reached my house, I didn’t even realize that I slept in the bathroom when I wake up. I stumbled and started crying again when I saw my body with bruises and my clothes were wrecked. I even had painful strains on my back and my left leg. It was horrible; I couldn’t go home to my mom’s house and show myself off like that. I pretended to be sick and sent her a message, so she’ll stop nagging me to go there.
I never understood why he did that, and I really felt like I shouldn’t even bother questioning him either. I only asked him to take me home because that’s what our deal was before getting drunk. I couldn’t sleep well at night coz I keep getting a lot of the nightmares of what happened that night. I couldn’t ever grasp the reason why he turns out to be violent and brutal to me.
As times goes by, nobody knew about it. I didn’t want to talk about it until today, that it’s on the past already. But like I said, I’m still having the nightmares.
Now, I figured that I should just keep only the positive things on my mind. In spite of all the bad, cruel things he did to me, I am already forgiving him; I still treasure our friendship and the way we had helped each other through everything, a lot. But then, after all this time, I don’t think he feels the same way towards me and I don’t think he appreciates everything I did for him. Sometimes no matter how one tries to keep the friendship alive and longer, if the other person doesn’t make any effort of fixing it or admitting his faults or mistakes, it will never work out. It leaves permanent cracks that even in death couldn’t take away the hatred. And sometimes friendship doesn’t always guarantee on how long it would be, not until you experience every worse scenarios and trials. Either way, people should still have respect to each other, no matter what. Talk about it and try to resolve it if it’s still possible, but if not tell him/her (nicely) that it’s not working out anymore or give some space for the two of you to take a breather for the meantime. A friendship should always have acceptance and patience in both individuals.