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So anyway, back to the blog:
Why? It's all I keep asking myself at the moment. Why do we feel so bothered by what has happened. I know what has happened is wrong, but why? I just can't seem to comprehend it at the moment. Yes, it is a huge violation of our trust but should it really make us feel like complete sh*te? And if I can't understand what it is that's bothering me, how am I supposed to tell anybody else. And what is it with this telling everyone else thing? Why does everyone always feel the need to share everything. Me included. I want so badly to tell my best friend or my mum what happened, what I'm going through and how I'm feeling. But why would I, it's not like it's there problem, it's not like it's happened to them. What's the point anyway? Do they really need to know? It doesn't change what has happened, nothing can, so what is the point. Thing is, if there was something upsetting him (my best friend that is), or bothering him, I would want to know about it. I would want to be there for him in whatever why I could, whether that be as someone to listen, someone to hold him when he's crying, or just someone to be there. So why is it that I feel like no one else would want to know or would care about what it is that's bothering me? Why? The main question to life issues...