It’s never easy to feel something for another person, but when you do feel that warm tingly feeling it’s exciting and frightening at the same time. The way body reacts to feelings for another person are undeniable unmanageable, and untamable. Thoughts fill the insides like a jar is filled with sweets. Why does the human body allow itself to feel for another person knowing that it could potentially get harmed in the process?
Emotions surge through the body and all control is lost. The heart is pounding and the mind becomes blurry to all rational thoughts. The only thing left to do is show the one you know is true to you that they’re the one for you. But what if they don’t feel the same why?
The awkward friend zone. You’ve been placed in this space where all you’ll be is a friend. This person doesn’t see you as anything, they can’t and they won’t, because in their your just a friend. No matter how much you try it isn’t going to matter. You’ll always feel inadequate and less to others because of this friend zone.
How did you get placed in the friend zone? Was it the fact that you weren’t dating material in the first place, were you too clingy, were you too perfect and it frightened them, or were they not ready at the time for a relationship? Any of these questions could’ve been why you were placed in the friend zone, and you remain there today. But the question still remains, why?
Am I the friend that will be there when no other friend zone friend will be there? Am I the friend zone friend who will be there when you need a chat? Am I the friend zone friend who responds the most? Am I the only friend in the friend zone? These questions only you can answer my friend.
There comes a time when the friend in the friend zone has to decide whether they can stay while they’re not the main choice, or they have to go their own way. It might not be the easiest choice, but sometimes the hardest choices make the best choice in the long run.
Your happiness matters just as much as the friend who put you in the friend zone, remember that.
Blog by Melissa Chandler
