2013-04-05, 05:11 AM
I'm pretty sure I asked you to stop with the Danny thing like 20 times. The thing about you being bossy. I told you too. You asked "What am I doing wrong?!?!?" so we tell you what we thought, and you would get extremely defensive. Acting like "Where did all of this come from?!?". It didn't start with the Danny thing. It started before that. The Danny thing just made us snap. We couldn't take it anymore, so we told you how we felt. It was never meant to go this far. Us trying to be friends trying to HELP you, telling you what you need to fix, hurt you feelings. We could have just ignored you overall, but we didn't. You are still our friends, and sometimes friends disagree. Have you ever seen me and meta fight? When we do it's like a fricken battle for Olympus. Constant clashing, and no one really wins. We argue for a week then we both apologize, because that's the kind of people we are. We try to help you, and you get hurt by it. That's why we don't do it often. We know that saying things to help you starts this crap. People "leave for a week" or people "lose friends". Look. It had NOTHING to do with either of those things. We just felt that it was time for you to know. I told you how I felt, and people started to realize, maybe it isn't that bad to tell you, too. So I obviously wasn't the only fricken person who felt that way. It's like a revolution if you think about it. One person, not afraid, brought courage to others to do the same. Let me wrap this up. We don't hate you boo. Nobody hates you. You just need to learn a few things. You don't need to be offended when someone you love, or a friend tells you, you did something wrong. That's something that took me years to learn. I'm still learning it, but I'm getting the hang of it. What you are doing, reminds me of how I act with my father, after a basketball game. He had opportunities to go to almost every sport event that I had throughout my life. Baseball, soccer, track, football, cross country, tennis, wrestling, and a few more. I never had the father that acts like "Oh good job son, you did great out there!" no sir, I didn't. I have a father that tells me everything I do wrong, and never tells me what I did right. So how did I feel when he went to my basketball game? The first thing that comes out of his mouth is "oh how come you didn't make that 3 pointer, you need to work on that" when I am a power forward(a position where you shoot mainly power layups, and midrange shots). The thing I learned about it though is this. He doesn't do it to piss me off. He did it because he wants me to know. He wants me to learn from what I did wrong so I could improve on it. It wasn't to emphasize on what I did wrong, it was to get me to learn what I didn't know. Do you know what I got out of it? I start as a shooting guard for my basketball team, shooting 3's, or pretty much any shot I want, without hesitation, knowing that I will most likely make it. It was because of him, that I can do that. His criticism. His times where he told me what I did wrong. Like I am doing for you right now.
