Today's letter is about friendship. I know, you told me that I had more to offer than information about friendship. But, this is important to me, so please, hear me out. I want to share this with you, and all my readers out there.
Once upon a time, there was a little pony. Her friends introduced her to another pony, an older ony, who she looked up to like a big sister, and they did everything together. They were inseparable. And maybe sometimes this older pony had fits of jealousy and anger, but usually, she was a very sweet pony.
That pony's boyfriend was a mean and bitter pony, and the little pony often got into fights with him because of the things he said or did to his friends. And the longer the older pony stayed with that mean stallion, the meaner she got, too.
Eventually, a fight between the little pony and the mean stallion, now married to the little pony's friend, caused the older pony to verbally attack the little pony. Now, her temper had been worse and worse recently, and she was starting to become somepony the little pony didn't want to be around - and now, the older pony said things to the little pony, that nopony should say to anypony.
The little pony was me. Now, a long time has passed - oh so often, I think of trying to rekindle my friendship with this older pony, my friend, the pony I spent so long looking up to and admiring and helping. I've been thinking about it a lot recently.
But, just today, a friend of mine, Black Scepter, was talking to some other ponies about how he felt about something really important to him, talking about shrugging off when other ponies criticize something you like. Even though I heard her say almost exactly the same thing before, she really laid into him about it! Now, some of his words were a little harsh, but she was taking them to the absolute extreme. It all turned out to be a misunderstanding - but he shouldn't have to have apologized to her and seemed to have even been placating her over something so small. What he said wasn't anywhere near as bad as she made it out to be, and she had no right to yell and scream at him like that!
I realized why I stopped being friends with her in the first place - because she has become (or maybe, thinking back, maybe she always was) a mean and bitter pony. It felt really bad - bitter and hurtful, that I realized I probably won't ever be friends with her again. But... it also... felt really good, too, knowing I don't have to be upset about it. Knowing that now, I know what she's like. I used to blame it on her husband, but I realize that he was only part of it.
My lesson today is this: sometimes, the good things don't always make you feel good. And sometimes, the most bittersweet of things can be blessings in disguise.
Your faithful subject,
Midnite Brite
Midnite Brite
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