my story of self

My story of self

Last year I lost my best friend. He was my friend since kindergarten. It didn’t happened at once. It started in the independence day. My mom forced me (even though I didn’t want to) to help her in an event in my community that she organized. I suggested to my friend that he would be there with me and he sayed that he doesn’t want to leave his house for any reason and that I can't convince him otherwise. So I really tried to convince him. And when I tried to convince him I thought about every time we went out. He told me the exact same thing every time. So I told him that if he doesn’t want to do anything all of the time I am not sure I want to stay his friend. And he told me something like "I am not sure ether". Then I told him "if we both don’t want to be friends than maybe we don’t need to be, so now I am blocking you and I want you to remember that you did this". In that time I learned to choose my friend more carefully. Now I know that I didn’t act in a way that was appropriate to the situation. But I was going through a really bad and annoying day. A week after the events I just told you about I called him and told him that I am sorry. He told me that he needs to think about it. Until today he hasn’t sent me a message. This story showed me that I need to choose my friends better and that I need friends that I can really trust.