[bitesize]

Sometimes the idea of spending time with you is so wearing. Yes, some of it is your childishness. Your constant need for attention, even when it's just the two of us and you're already GETTING my attention. Your fake baby-crying and sulking at the slightest thing. Your calling me a 'poo-head'. Your giving out to me for not spending all my time with you or for being tired after college or for having too much work to do. Your bossiness.

It's your self-centredness. A friendship goes two ways. I know you care about me very much and I can see that in the things you do and obviously I care about you too, but sometimes all I want is for someone to LISTEN. I listen to your problems, try and help you deal with them, give you advice, let you talk about them. If I mention mine to you - which I often don't - I might get a sentence or two of attention before you're distracted by something else and the conversation is over. I know almost everything about you but you don't know a lot of things about me in comparison - the names of people in my class, what I did for my degree, that I suffer from depression (inc. counselling, self harm) that my ex-boyfriend was psychologically abusive, that I've had two smear tests and an ultrasound done in the last year because I've been unable to have sex with my boyfriend, how many people I've had sex with, that singing is my favourite class in college. All the things that close female friends SHOULD know. You never let me open up to you. You never listen, you never ask about me or my feelings. When you do that I'm be more willing to spend time with you because it won't feel like a chore, the way - I'm being brutally honest here - it often does.