I don’t have a lot of friends.
There. I said it.
I think I don’t have a lot of friends because I am not a nice person. I also said that.
I’m not mean, I just don’t have a philosophy that tells me to be nice to people around me, which is probably bad.
Okay. Here goes.
I have three friends who are not related to me. My sisters and my cousin are my other friends. Here are some pics of them.
Two of them are super close and I am like a third wheel to them. I’m glad we are friends but I feel like I have to force inclusion which stinks… The picture above is of them and me.
My other friend is cool and we have the same sense of humor but sometimes I think she hates me and other times I’m like “it’s just her personality.” You never know. The picture is us and her sister and it is from a while ago. Hype.
I lost a lot of my friends in 2016. I think I’m okay with that because they caused a lot of my anxiety but now I’m sad about it because, as I said, I don’t have a lot of friends.
I also have trouble asking people to hang out and stuff. Like what do I say. What can we do together. I just want to watch movies. Ugh.
This is a short post because writing it makes me sad. I want more friends. I want people to go get ice cream with and hang out with and watch movies with. I want people to think I am funny. Is that so bad??