I feel like a terrible person. It's like I'm adding fuel to a fire that's already burning, only making things worse.
I feel like I'm not a good casual friend to the people
around me. I admit, I've been a bit of a snitch, making fun of a certain friend
and sharing his words with others. I know it's a bad habit and not the right
way to treat anyone. It's definitely a toxic trait, and I realize it's
something I need to work on. Sometimes I do it without even thinking, just to
have something to talk about, but I know that's not an excuse. lol
On my part, when I give advice, it’s always genuine and
comes from a place of honesty and concern. My advice to Leisan comes from truly
concern about him, but he’s been lying and even has the nerve to say the
complete opposite of what he originally said. It’s frustrating when he twists
the truth like that.
It's not really about me, but more about the things Leisan
said to Mike, which turned out to be completely different from his version of
the story. Initially, I didn’t know who to believe—it was his word against
Mike’s. But Mike had documented his side, making it clear that Leisan was
lying.
He seems terrified of being penniless again, to the point that he hoards cash—literally thousands of dollars, chained to his wallet, which is attached to his waist. It’s extreme. The way he talks to people can be really offensive sometimes. But I’m trying to see it as a lesson: people become who they are because of their past experiences, and I realize that who I am today is also a reflection of the trauma I’ve experienced in my own life.
Labels: friendship, maldives, trauma