I ended many friendships abruptly.

It took a while to figure out if I regretted my decisions

or if I benefited from my choices, despite them being executed bluntly.

The results were a mix of the two. There wasn’t much place for division.

Sometimes it was the right message but acted heavily poorly.

Some other times it's how the other party handled the partition.

When you are fourteen you sit on the center of a bridge.

You sit between what’s rational and what’s not, the choices were given unclearly

I began to wonder how my friend's actions impacted me, even if it's only a smidge of immaturity showing.

I began to grow incredibly picky of who I surrounded myself with

Which was a complete change as only a few months before then,

All I did with my friends was bully, gossip, and snitch.

But again, who could blame them? It was our conditioning at the time then.

Looking back at it I should’ve handled some friendships with more grace

I set up the expectation that everyone was at the same maturity level as me

I now know that idea was highly unrealistic for a young teen as everyone’s growth follows a different pace.