My mom used to help out at my elementary school. I spent my headstart year pretty much in my mom's presence. When time came for me to go across the hall to kindergarten, I pitched a fit. So my mom let me stay with her that day. So, seeing that throwing a fit worked. I tried it the next day when it was time for me to go to class. Only this time my mom grabbed me by the collar and told me if I didn't cut it out she would spank me. So faced with the fear of the unknown classroom and the known fear of a butt whooping, I chose the former.
I remember distinctly walking into class and the teacher seating me next to this girl. Let's call her Tasha. Tasha turns to me and asks my name. I say _________. She says do you want to be friends and I said okay. We started coloring or something and I forgot all about headstart and my mean momma. We were friends for the next eight years until graduation.
Making friends used to be easy. As I have gotten older, relationships with women have gotten more difficult to navigate. I have a couple good friends that are cool, true blue no matter what. Over the years I have made and lost a lot more. Some because, I have just outgrown them, some because I finally realized they just really did not like me. You know people who want to be around you but at the same time love to hate on you. Sometimes these 'haters' are cousins, church members, neighbors. Then some girls are friendly at first but really want to be more than friends if you catch my drift. Needless to say I am a bit wary when it comes to meeting new people.
I am wondering is this normal or am I just to fabulous for folk? I will say the few friends I do have are equally fabulous. LOL What has been your experience?