So I’m back after a lengthy break. Had the easter holidays (and the three parties that came with it) and have been back in Portsmouth for a week now. A few days with Dan and Katie, and an entire week with Chelle. It’s been fantastic, for the most part. I’ve done so much, spent so much time with people, it feels like I’ve been back for a month. I’m pretty much exhausted. But, as always, there is one thing thats tainted it, and one thing I have to pick at.

This is NOT a call for attention

This is NOT a generalisation of all my friends

This is NOT just happening to me.

I have a person living next door to me, who is a friend of mine. We’ve been good all week, fine today so far, it was all good. And yet, it seems, the second the Essex friends are gone, suddenly it becomes too difficult to knock next door. It’s not just him either, and it’s not a one off thing. If any single one of you people has ANY problem with inviting me out to join the rest of you, ANY reason why I keep getting left behind, then say it so I can forget the whole thing, because I’m sick and tired of waiting for friends who are nothing but no-shows and dissapointment.

I know that most of the time this isn’t intentional, and I have some amazing people I know I can turn to when the going gets rough, any time. But I want anyone reading this to do something. The next time you go somewhere with your friends, stop and think for just one minute, and make sure you’re not leaving anyone behind.

It doesn’t matter how many wonderfull friends you have nearby, if one person who means anything to you leaves you behind, it feels awfull frigging lonely.

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