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Reflection Of My Personal Essay : My Philosophy Of Friendship

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2 years ago, a friend taught me something. She didn’t mean to, and the situation didn’t lend itself to learning life lessons. But for whatever reason, this situation above all others really defines a piece of my life philosophy.
I believe in being happy for others, rather than being jealous of them, when they get things you want. It’s not uncommon to be jealous of a friend, and before eighth grade, I was often jealous of others. I was jealous that my friends had money when I didn’t, that my male friends actually looked masculine while I looked like a girl, and that they were more experienced romantically than I was.
The experience that led me to end this jealousy, like many events in my life, began with a failed romantic endeavour. At the end of seventh grade, I admitted my love to a friend I’d fallen for, a girl called Rebecca. She rejected me, to which I responded with mock sorrow and sarcasm, and we continued our friendship largely unhindered. The next year, in eighth grade, I asked out another of my friends, a girl called April that I was very close with. I got rejected, (by this point in my life, rejection didn’t so much as phase me anymore) to which I once again responded with mock sorrow and sarcasm, and we continued our friendship largely unhindered.
I felt a bit sorry for myself, getting rejected twice by 2 close friends and making life awkward, but I didn’t really get hung up on it. I mean, it’s not like I actually expected to succeed - I was the boy everybody called a “trap” because I looked and spoke femininely. Guys often had to clarify that they were in the right bathroom when they saw me there. I didn’t know why anyone would date me - in their position, I certainly wouldn’t!
So I became jealous of my friends, for looking like their own gender, for being able to succeed romantically. What’s the point, you may be asking, to all of this? Well, this mindset took me over for a bit. What’s really important here is what encouraged me to break it.
And surprisingly, it was actually April and Rebecca who finally got me to.
As luck would have it, they had both rejected me partly because they were interested in someone else. Specifically, they were interested in each other. How’s that for a plot twist, huh?

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