We were very close, but then everything started feeling awkward about having them around. Back then, everyone got a chance to be heard. Now, they still allow me to go with them but they treat me like I'm invisible. I feel like I'm left out when they're together. They may notice me for a short while but after that, I'm left out again.
Our friendship started back when we were in seventh grade. We formed a strong bond that even the section shuffle wasn't able to come between us. Over the years, we all met amazing people that later on made a great addition to our barkada. We may have different interests but we became one because we all enjoyed each other's company.
I still do enjoy their company now. But sometimes, I just don't feel happy being with them. For the first time in my life, I feel alone while I'm with them. I asked myself if they really intended to make me feel left out? Or am I the one to blame because I stayed quiet like who I really am? Do I need to make myself noticed? Or is my presence enough for them already?
My best friend, who's also part of that barkada, decided to lie low. When we go somewhere, she doesn't come and now I know why. She never told me, but I feel it. We feel the same way, I guess.
The following year, I slowly cut ties with them. I rarely go with them and started hanging out with my new barkada. I finally felt the happiness that I was longing for. I never felt alone. We might be a bunch of introverts but our bond will not be easily broken. Finally, I found true friends that will continue to believe in me for the rest of my life. For the other barkada, I decided to keep ties with some of them, the ones that I trust more than the others.
Now, I only chat with some of them, especially those who are still my classmates. We only greet each other when we bump into each other in corridors. And I'm with my new squad now. Yeah, I chose to be with them. I chose to be with the people who understands me more. We may be fewer, but it's more than enough. We love and care for each other, and that's what matters the most.
You can't please everyone, so choose your friends wisely. With the right people, you'll never feel unloved again.