Oh, me neither, dears!
I’m fed up with people who think they are friends to me, when at a certain time and because of their own reasons (psychological traumas, attitude, character traits and so on… I have no intention of psychoanalytic talking right now… enough! haha…😌) they show up like… wow!!!! who is that? A friend of mine???
For me to be concidered a friend by someone is an honour and a blessing. Continue reading