Nothing hurts more than knowing you did everything you could for a friend, and still being told it wasn’t enough. You try in every possible way. Not loudly. Not for credit. But quietly. You change how you speak. You soften your reactions. You think twice, sometimes three times, before saying anything, just so you don’t hurt them the way others did. You start understanding them more than you express yourself. You listen more. You adjust more. You give more. Not because you’re forced to, but because you genuinely care. And for a moment, it feels like it works. They smile. They feel okay. You feel like maybe, just maybe, you’re doing something right. But it never lasts. Because they’re not okay. And you know that. So you keep trying, even harder this time. You become more patient, more careful, more present, hoping it will make a difference. And then comes the sentence that breaks you. That this friendship survives only because they are trying. That you don’t understand them. ...
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