You know it sucks to know that someone you considered a friend would go behind your back and try to hurt you, and those you care about. What did i do to deserve this? I wish i knew. Quite honestly and dare I say it. I was the realest friend they had. The company they kept would talk about them just as bad as they did to them. No one every offered constructive criticism, they just dissed him. I would be the one that would say something constructive or call them out on it. If you have room to talk, you have room to help, right?
If your friend dresses to grungy take them shopping with you. Or give them clothes that you can't fit or wear anymore. Hair look a mess??? Sit with them and look at hair magazines and see if they get inspired by a haircut. Take them to the salon with you a few times. Monkey see, Monkey do, right?
I'll tell you guys a little story. When i first started growing my hair out it looked a mess. Hunniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii It was a pure mess, but I swore I was cute! LOL. Anywhoo one of my girls came up to me at work and told me that I look a mess and I need to do something with my hair. Of course I was taken back and stood my ground and was like "I like my hair"- But she countered with a "You can keep your hair. Just do something to it. I'm gonna set up an appt with the salon for you, and you go."
I knew she wasn't saying that to be mean. She said it to be a friend...so I went. I got a cute little cut and BAM!!!!! I am the diva you see before you! LOL ROFL. And I can't go a month without going to the salon and I learned how to take care of my hair as well. But that made a difference in me and gave me confidence. Now when I walk down the street I get compliments about my hair.
But the friends this person kept didn't do that. I was working on it. Friends build you up. not tear you down. Or talk about you behind your back. Or plot on you. I am disgusted by the person that I thought was a friend. Now I see that you were never a friend of mine. You did all of this garbage from behind the scenes b/c that's what low lifes do.
Thank you for showing me who you are. Now I will stay away from you.
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