the things you learn

you know,
turning eighteen really makes you realize who your real friends are.
its hard to face this kind of truth. hard. cold. more painful than you could ever imagine.
it's difficult to believe that the people you thought would always be there for you, aren't.
i was sad last night. sad on my 18th birthday.
that should never happen.
i was sad because some of my best friends, who i thought were my best friends, weren't there.
its depressing.
or at least it was.
now i'm not saying i didn't have a wonderful evening because i had more fun then i've had in my life.
i really like the friends that came and it was amazing.
but the people i thought i'd be great friends with for the rest of my life.
the kind of friendships that you build for years only to realize that it was a lie.
i realized this morning that i shouldn't be sad.
i have amazing friends.
incredible.
they just aren't the friends i thought would be there.
i really do love them though and they are really great.
i should really start appreciating the people that support me instead of wishing they were someone else.
i'm really lucky.