Written by Ines Ivanović
A state of mutual trust and support between two or more people is the definition of friendship. Throughout our lives, we experience good, exciting, warm types of friendship full of support and comfort one may need. But for one to learn how to appreciate the value of true friendship he has to experience bad, mean and cold types of friendships. Losing a friend or two or even more is a hard and painful thing to happen but is normal and necessary for our personal growth. And the hardest ones to swallow are the ones lost due to immaturity.
She was my friend for 11 years. She was like a sister to me and I was the same to her. There are days I miss her, very much so. I miss all the sleepovers, the walks, the parties and above all the way I could tell her everything and be understood. The day it happened started like any other, I suppose I half expected our friendship to come to an end, but nothing could prepare me for how painful it was once it did.
The buildup was slow, excruciatingly so. It started with something trivial as it always does, I can’t even recall what it was. School? Boys? The numerous responsibilities? I guess all of this became more important than the one dear to us. And when it reached the boiling point both of us were far too stubborn, prideful and immature. Due to something as vague as pride we lost the most beautiful thing we had – each other.
I always say and will continue to say – she wasn’t good for me! But, I also wasn’t good for her. Our friendship was something remarkable and right but happened at the wrong time.
From her I learned how to be a good friend, I learned how to help and how to receive help. She showed me how to be a friend! Furthermore, she taught me pain. The kind of pain I never want to go through again and will spend my entire life avoiding it.
Now, I have new friends, friends I love so much! Some of my new friendships are even better than the one I had with her. I learned from my story, changed and improved. So thank you! Thank you for making me a better person, and know that I will never stop wondering what would have been if.