Bestfriends right?

*Frustrated* "I told them I had an argument with my father, and we hadn’t spoken to each other for days."

Their response was, “How can you not talk to your father? He’s the one who brought you into the world, paying for your school expenses, and so on.” We are best friends right? we should understand each other but this is not like that they think it's my fault I thought they’d try to understand me, but instead, they said, “Come on, every parent argues with their kids. It’s nothing; even in our house, we have arguments.” I know that no family is as perfect as it seems, but I needed someone who would listen, who would understand that this isn’t just a typical disagreement. Then Olivia said, “Your father is so good; he’s such a gentleman.” Here I was, sharing my struggles, and they were talking about how their family is same as mine.

I wanted someone to say, “It’s alright; it’s not your fault.” But instead, they questioned me: “How can you not talk to your father? Who told you to cut him off?” It’s as if they don’t understand the depth of the situation. My father actually said to me, “Don’t talk to me from now on; you’re not my daughter.” Maybe I didn’t tell them that part, but I shared enough for them to understand.

Of course, he seems nice to them; they’re not his daughter. He’s more considerate to others, as if they’re his children. I’m not weak, but hearing him yell, using harsh words towards my mother and me, it tears me up inside.

It’s true what they say—no one truly belongs to you, not your friends, not your relatives, not even your parents. We come into this world alone, and we leave alone. But I don’t entirely believe that. I know I’m not alone; I have my soulmate. When I think of her, I smile. She’s like a fairy who came into my life and brought color into it. She’s my cousin and my “half-girlfriend.” I don’t know much, but I know she’s amazing. I know she’ll never judge me for my looks, my complexion, my manners, or my behavior. She loves me just as I am—the only person I’ve ever met who truly does."

"She was there with me through every moment. When I cried, she held my hand, and even when I jerked her hand unconsciously and pushed her away, she stayed by my side, gently wiping my tears. When I couldn’t bring myself to eat, she fed me with her own hands."

"She’s always been there for me. Maybe not every single day, since we live far apart, but we remain close at heart. She is the most wonderful person I’ve ever known."

Author: hope you like this part of 'Pretty for me'

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