Some people have it easy. They have a great personality, good looks and a sense of humor, which are three things everyone looks for in a friend. As a kid, making friends was easy because if you both picked your nose and ate your boogers you were instantly connected and friends for life. The older you got, the more you used the term "clique" to describe a friend group. There were the jocks, the cheerleaders, the preppy girls, the emo kids and the screamo kids, and the nerds. But there was never really a group for people who didn't fit in with the rest of the cliques.
If you were a girl who played sports, you couldn't be classified as a jock because you weren't a guy or a preppy girl because you had no clue what a thong was and you didn't exactly know how to wear makeup. If you were a guy who didn't exactly like sports but wasn't very good in school, he couldn't be classified as an emo kid because he never wore black and listened to country music. So both kids were classified as alone.
High school was the end of cliques and the start of just trying to find that forever friend that you would go off to college and be roommates with. Years pass and you notice that the friends you made freshman year weren't the same as senior year because everyone grows up and those who don't matter stay in the past. It's your last year of high school and you know exactly who you're going to talk to all through college. You plan your entire year around them, but all of a sudden towards the end you both get busy with work and are tied up in relationships.
Eventually you notice you're both drifting away until the you-know-what hits the fan. Either relationships end or things happen and at that moment you need your best friend but then something even worse happens, they start ignoring you and doing things with other people and it makes you think "am I not good enough." Weeks go by and they still haven't talked to you until one day they show up like nothing has happened and then the most hurtful words are said to you: "Your problems were too much for me," at that moment red flags and sirens go off all around you telling you to get out.
High school is finally over, you haven't talked to anyone all summer, and it's time for college. You make it through your first couple months, but you haven't found that person who you can really trust. The only person you talk to from home always leaves you out of activities he does and never asks if you want to hang out or go do something fun, he never even asks you on dates anymore and you find that you're the only one who cares to make plans.
Second semester starts, you're a little less nervous and more outgoing, you finally found someone who you have so much in common with. You both study together, you eat together, you even party together. Things are great, and finally, you can think to yourself, "wow I'm actually funny and good enough for this person to like me."
Have you ever heard the saying, "Two's a company three's a crowd?" When things are going well for two people sometimes a third or an odd number doesn't always have a great outcome, hence, the reason why a relationship is between two people. Things were good at first with this third person, you really get to know them on a deeper level, but once again you-know-what hits the fan. Your new best friend never "hits you up" anymore. You notice they're always hanging out with that third person. They become two different people and maybe people you're not going to get along with in the future. At first, you let it go because grades are more important, but every time you ask if they want to do something they don't care to do anything or they're already hanging out together. They quit asking you to do things and then you realize you're alone again.
Making friends isn't always the hard part. What's hard is keeping them and trying your best to not be invisible or left out. Being alone is something nobody should have to go through. When a person has a problem or just wants to vent but has nobody there for them, they overthink and become sad and miserable all the time. It becomes a constant sitting on the couch every night waiting for the reply if people want to go to the movies or even worse, waiting for someone to text you first. Out of all the times I've been left out or ignored, I've realized now that being alone is okay because nobody can hurt you.
