I have always been a social loner from school, NS, Poly and all
the way to work. I have never had a girlfriend because of my shy
and awkward nature. My feelings easily get hurt and I am often
psychologically bulled by my peers because I am a pushover. I only
have two real friends, I can count on. One is already married and
have a successful business inherited from his dad. Another one, he
has since died because he was suffering from depression and often
spoke about suicide - in the end, he jumped off the 12 th floor of
his flat to his death.
I want to be like my first friend not the second one. But the
road leading there is so difficult.
One day i look at myself in the mirror and told myself that I
want to transform and be more like my popular friends. SO, one day
at a gathering, I decided to be more talkative and more fun. The
people that used to know me suddenly got surprised at my more
talkative mood. At first they entertain me but after that they
decided to ignore me. Then gathering after gathering, they decided
to nudge me out. They do things like asking everybody whether they
want to buy snack before we play cards and purposely left me out.
Then the next gathering, they never called me again. Feel so
sad.
In time, I gotten to know this girl very well. For the first
time there is somebody to laugh at my jokes. She was truly a great
friend. I was always talking to her and in facebook, we joked a
lot. But the people around us started to feel jealous at our
friendship. Some guys ignored me and were unfriendly to me. THen
she got pressured socially not to mix with me. And then our
friendship drifted apart.
It was events like this that caused me to lose confidence to
socialise. After many years of hibernation, I went to another
gathering. Then I saw this girl I was interested to talk to her.
There were people talking while standing, talking at the dinning
table, talking at the balcony but she was sitting down there,
looking from sweet and petit. I wanted to talk to her but i was
afraid. Afraid that everyone would hate me and make me regret.
When the party ended, I left and went back home...thinking how
it would have been different had I mustered some courage to talk to
her...in spite of the how cruel people can be.