Tonight wasn’t fun at all. My grandad once told me I hate not being the center of attention. While that might be partially true, I usually let others shine. I was at a bridal shower for a good friend’s upcoming wedding, and at first, everything seemed great.
My cousin—who is always the life of the party—fit right in, and the other bridesmaids were cool too. Then the maid of honor arrived. At first, I thought we had sorted things out. We had vibed once when she wanted to cuddle, but I made it clear I wasn’t into that. Later, during our second meeting, she and her friends talked about me behind my back, making it obvious they didn’t like me. I let it slide for the sake of my friend Jalexis, since we’re all part of the bridal party. But don’t get it twisted—I’m not someone who just takes abuse.
Fast forward to tonight at the club: I felt excluded, judged, and laughed at. Despite my efforts to be myself, I had no support system. It hurt that a friend like Jalexis let her own group influence how she treated me. Even though Jalexis has her good moments, tonight she turned her back on me, leaving me feeling deliberately sidelined.
I showed up, sacrificed my time, and went along with everything—even against my better judgment—only to be met with disregard. It’s frustrating how people can dislike you without really knowing you. I’m not here to prove myself to anyone. If you don’t like me, that’s your problem.
I tried to have a good time, but without my cousin’s vibe or any real support, downtown just didn’t feel like the scene anymore.
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Echo R.S 