If You Keep These In Mind, You Could Turn Dying Connections Into Amazing Friendships
Don’t commit the error my 12-year-old self did
He lied to me. We were teenagers, and he lied to me.
There was a nauseating ball in my stomach when I discovered that all his stories of travel, adventure, and seeing the world were lies.
My 12-year-old mind did not understand what betrayal felt like. I just knew I couldn’t trust someone like him.
My throat hurt so much from thinking about it that I couldn’t say anything.
Another schoolmate had connected the dots, shared his story, and made it all clear to me: I had been tricked into believing that the person I had been sharing my dormitory trunk with was more conman than cornerman.
To share one’s trunk in boarding school meant you…
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