If the people I stopped speaking with and Kreacher were really my “friends” I would not have gone through whatever I went through because of them to begin with.
Because people who love and care about you, care about causing you hurt and pain.
We would not be having the conversation if they are my friends or not and fighting over it, if they were really my friends.
Because if they were really my friends, I would have seen the friendship in their behaviour and actions.
My anger and retaliations are justified.
And if they are saying there are misunderstandings, they would have fought for the friendship and cleared those bloody misunderstandings.
They wouldn’t be speaking behind my back and the world wouldn’t be doing the talking and being the mediator.
This BS is not fucking friendship.
rachana rajan <3 