Since a very early age I’ve been a social person. I love being surrounded by friends and making all kinds of plans, in or out. When I turned 14, I was in a relatively small school where almost everyone knew anyone. My main group of friends was made then. One of the older guys had a crush on one of my best friends and they started messing around with us. We weren’t immediately accepted in the group, especially by the girls, but eventually came to be a part of it to this day. They gave me some of the best and worst memories a teenage girl can get but, overall, and even though the group has spread a bit, we all love each other to the core. It’s hard to maintain friendship relationships when you leave your city to study, your country to work, but what counts is how you make the most of it when you’re with them. I’ve learned, throughout the years, how to manage different groups, different people and different friendships that remain important to me, even living abroad. They can be a pain in the ass,
mess with your nervous system but also, be rewarding and fulfilling. Me and M are very different when it comes to handling our friendships. He can be months without talking to his friends but when he sees them, everything is as he never left. I feel the need to talk to some of them almost everyday just to know what they’re up to.