i often feel like a second thought. i may not be the “party friend” or the “funny friend,” but i am still a friend. i’m the one who watches the fun insta stories, not the one who’s in them.
i’ve had an incredible summer, dont get me wrong, but much of it was because i planned something. every once in while i would love to get invited to something. ANYTHING.
these thoughts hit me the hardest at night. i feel lonely, even when i’m not alone. for some reason, i manage to forget about the many invitations i did get.
before you pull out the world’s smallest violin, i didn’t write this blog for you to feel sorry for me. i wrote this because i suspect that we all feel like this, at times – i would bet my dogs life on it (sorry, louie). most of us have felt this way, even after spending days hanging with friends. i have a hunch, though, that this feeling is more of a personal issue, than the failure of our friends. our insecurities tell us that we’re not enough. i’m thinking that maybe if we felt more confident with ourselves, we wouldn’t crave this attention from others. clearly, it’s still an issue for me, but i’m working on it.
have you ever felt this way? i’m thinking yes, but i could be wrong (if i’m wrong, my dog is going to be pissed). i’d really appreciate knowing that i’m not the only one.
