You ladies are making me blush
. But that's okay
.
I know not everyone is like me, but I just can't believe I'm 'one of a kind' or 'the only one'. I just *know* there's others like me, who spend most of their life in ignorance, 'not knowing'; until someone like Paulina comes along who is kind enough to open their eyes. To show them what a wonderful girl she is, and everything they're missing out on.
You see, I don't think of my friend as the lucky one. *I* am the lucky one, as far as I'm concerned. The three months I've known her she's been such an enrichment to my life that I can scarcely imagine it without her now. It feels like I've known her for years. I am proud to know her, proud of the wonderful girl she is. I know it sounds corny, but it's almost as if I've found a familiar soul, a soulmate as it were. Seeing her happy, seeing her smile after all the hardship she's had to endure, makes me happy.
I've already said it, Paulina, but if you're ever wondering if you're 'worth' it; then know that you're worth it
every single bit. People should be proud to know someone like you!
This is easier said than done, I know. The world is full of egocentric, narrowminded people too caught up in their own little fragile egos to care about others. They would call themselves gentlemen (or 'gentlewomen'), but only if and when it convenes them best. My friend told me about the few times she felt comfortable enough to 'come out' to others (non-friends, non-relatives). Usually the responses she got were neutral to positive, but sometimes - still too often, though - their conflated egos would get in the way. She would sit there, pouring her heart out; and then they would say something idiotic like 'haha, you had me fooled' or (worst case scenario) 'you've deceived me!'. Simply pitiful.
This is why you really shouldn't care what others think about you, even if it's alot more difficult than it sounds. What they think usually says more about *them* than it does about *you*. Why would you want to waste your time and effort with people who can't appreciate you for who you are? Why bother? You're a lady.
You shouldn't put up with trash from the garbage can.You are all that matters, you and the people that care about you. The people that appreciate you for who you are. The people that are proud to call you 'friend', 'daughter', 'sister', 'dear' or 'beloved'. The people to whom
you make *all* the difference. And don't worry, because they're out there. You needn't even look all that far, because you've got some right here
.
Paulina, I hope you're feeling a little bit better at least.
Imaz, thank you for the warm welcome!
Cindy James, Saturday night I'm usually polishing my shining armor.
Though I'd probably make an exception just for you, if you wanted (yes, I can be a bit cheeky sometimes!
).
Really, I feel *I* am the lucky one to know her. I'd never imagined meeting someone like her (I'll just chalk it up to my young age). I've known her for three months and already it feels like I've known her for years. She's also the reason I joined here by the way, so I could better understand what she went through and had to deal with.
Nichole, Thank you! Only someone too caught up in their own ego wouldn't see what wonderful girls you all are. Sadly, there's way too many of those people around. I hope I've been able to show that not
everyone is like that, at least. I feel sorry for them not knowing what they're missing out on.
Lisa, Thank you for your kind words. As I said, I couldn't just leave after reading Paulina's message. I felt I had to say something, even if my words offered but meagre consolation. If I've been able to lift her spirit, even if only a little, I'd be happy.
Heatherrose, Alas! I'm the senior sibling. But, if it makes you feel better, I feel alot older than I really am
.
Kind regards (and apologies for the long post!),
Andy
