a little piece of me as I write about yesterday

So, here I am starting up a blog and writing the first post. Yesterday I found myself doubting the people I once thought of as my best alleys. I found me drowning in my own sorrow and self-pity. I am not as miserable as these lines make me sound though. I have been this really bubbly girl who isn't quite hard to befriend and my that character has left me with some friends I love,  I do not know if I have the same amount of importance in their lives as they do in mine but that never mattered. We all have best friends, and probably all of our best friends have let us down in one point of time. Well, that time for me shall be yesterday.

I am not good with secrets I hate secrets. I have none and I feel uncomfortable keeping secrets from people. I think secret keeping is a form of cheating as well, my philosophies about life is weird I know.  I do not understand why people keep secrets from one another, I do not know what fun it gives them and how it defines their level of trust. It’s all absurd. But I figured out that if I present myself to the world just as I am, I get judged. I have found even my best of friends look at me in criticism. Well, so I decided rather than talking about who I am and justifying myself in front of the people I know, I shall rather write about myself, my feeling and let it out there for the people who find relevance to read it by themselves. I thought I should be heard by those who WANT to hear me out.