To say that it takes a lot for humans to get on is a real understatement I think.
It takes time, compromise and a shitload of commitment to
make real friendships work and it can take forever (if you’re lucky) to find a
network of true friends you can count on on one hand.
In the very long process of trying to find who your bona
fide people are, you will inevitably come across a whole lot of shitfaces who
will pose very convincingly as your friends, but who over time will prove to be
the absolute opposite.
Seeing my daughter come home from school devastated because all
of a sudden, and for no explicable reason, the girls she once considered her
friends have unexpectedly now become her mortal enemies, makes me want to smash their evil little faces in.
My heart breaks when I hear how her ‘kookiness’ has now become ‘weird’
and how her sensitivity and kindness have somehow now become a beacon for
her to be bullied and demeaned.
I've been in that same dark place where she is right now, and
I too have felt those very same feelings of despair, confusion and isolation that
she feels because her ‘friends’ have materialised to be absolutely nothing of
the sort. It hurts. A lot, I know.
I too was laughed at, publicly ridiculed, called hurtful
names, humiliated, ostracised by my so called friends at the exact same age and
it’s a real shame that nothing's changed in the thirty years since I was 11.
But then again I suppose, some things never will.
You just need to learn to rise above it.
Certain girls are genetically modified to be cunts and
that’s exactly what I tell my daughter.
