At which age did desperation seep into your need of acceptance?
The strange things that people do!
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thewindupbirdchronicles · 46-50, M
Interesting question, and I can see you are provoking responses you want to see,
It's hard to answer, it could be when I was 7 and my neighbouring best friend was two years younger than me, and I felt desperation to make him feel we would not grow distance in friendship when the school we went to separated us. I felt for him, I understood even at 7 with talking with my mother, who made me understand you are his best friend, and he's not going to be able to see you. I felt a cry inside myself. I'd look down that narrow paved pathway fenced off only separated by an invisible line, wondering how he was?
When we were not in school, I remember giving to him, and I knew it was out of wanting to give acceptance.
This may not be your definition of what you were looking for, but I promise it feeds my future of whenever I may have felt needing acceptance.
It's hard to answer, it could be when I was 7 and my neighbouring best friend was two years younger than me, and I felt desperation to make him feel we would not grow distance in friendship when the school we went to separated us. I felt for him, I understood even at 7 with talking with my mother, who made me understand you are his best friend, and he's not going to be able to see you. I felt a cry inside myself. I'd look down that narrow paved pathway fenced off only separated by an invisible line, wondering how he was?
When we were not in school, I remember giving to him, and I knew it was out of wanting to give acceptance.
This may not be your definition of what you were looking for, but I promise it feeds my future of whenever I may have felt needing acceptance.
