A thankful note

Lately whenever I have been feeling down or have had a bad day, there has been one person who I have talked to. That is my friend Mia (not her real name). And the thing is that she has been doing the same. We have known each other for almost 3 years, and she was actually the first friend I made when we begun upper secondary school. One look at one another and we knew that we would become friends. However, it is only lately, about the last 5 months, that we have become closer. During the time we have know each other we have been great friends, yet the last 5 months we have started sharing things with one another that we don’t tell anyone else. In our group of 7 girls she is the one I trust the most and always feel like I can completely be myself around. Not only does this make me feel relaxed and comfortable, but also happy. The banters we share only we understand and we are our weird hilarious selves when we are around each other.

She is also the one who knows best about how my father is treating me. Every time she is incredibly supportive and says the right things to take my mind off the world. So when her father started telling her things that was not alright, I was there for her. I said that she should try talking to him since I knew that he would understand, and once she did he did understand. She did tell me though that after what her father told her, she understood better how my situation is. This has also made us closer, we are there for each other even when we ourselves are not feeling well.

Both of us suffer from anxiety and panic attacks and every time we text or call the other person about it. A few days ago she texted me while having a panic attack, and after having talked to her for a while it let go. She said that my words help her. Once it vanished she texted me saying “You are so freaking wonderful, do you know that?”

This friendship I have with Mia is very precious to me and I love her so much. Therefor I have written this little note. She may never read it, but it will be here for her if she would one day find it. Maybe she will not even realize it is about her, then it will be my secret. My tiny secret that this thankful note was for her.


9 thoughts on “A thankful note

  1. I’m so happy to read that you have made a friend and have someone to talk to about the things that you struggle with. It truly brings joy to me. ❤

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      1. If she has forgiven you than is enough. It sounds like you need to forgive yourself as well. It’s understandable to be scared and she sounds like a good friend if she forgave you. I know it is hard to move on from your mistake, but the more you continue to apologize that will just get old and then she may think you didn’t take her forgiveness seriously.. if that makes sense?

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      2. It does make sense, what you wrote actually brought tears to my eyes. What I said to her was not alright, and it never will be but I can’t take it back because it has already been said. This actually made me realize that she once did the same to me. She said something that hurt me to the point that I could not breath and I forgave her a long time ago. Now I do not even think about it yet she will at times apologize because she hasn’t forgiven herself. I am so grateful every time you write because you bring so much sense to the world. ❤

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      3. I’m so glad I can help things make more sense for you. ❤ that brings joy to me.


  2. I was wanting to be your friend in real life… email me at tgka23 @ gmail . com and then we could exchange Facebook account names? If your interested?

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