Dark Glasses

She used to be a nice friend, but I always had a strange feeling that She hates me the way I really am. Days, weeks, months and even years passed till my sense was assured by evidences. She keeps on correcting me in front of others in such improper way and criticizing my way of talking, dressing and acting rudely. I cannot take this anymore and I reached to a believe that we should not be friends anymore. Sadly, I’m tired of losing friends…. But they were really friends?? Or it’s me who insisting n wearing this dark glasses preventing me from seeing their reality. Seems it’s me who is wearing the dark glasses, and it is time to take them off to see reality. If you hate me the way I am, just stop knowing me or I will stop knowing you eventually.