...I can’t spend time with people I don’t enjoy...
...I can’t do it anymore as theater...
...I make choices , and that’s a beautiful thing about growing up...
...learning to say no , in a nice way , just say no...
...I have this friend , we just went different ways in life...
...Once he came to me and said , “Francis , you don’t like me anymore.”...
...and I said “ No , it’s not that I don’t like you , we’ve chosen different styles of life...
...I still have beautiful souvenirs of all the things we did together and how close we were...
...but the truth is it’s not that you bore me , but I don’t enjoy talking to you anymore...
...and I don’t want to fight with you...
...but there’s nothing in common between your life and mine nowadays”...
...I would have never said that but he asked me...
...So what could I say ? ...
...I said the truth...
...Growing up has a bit to do with that , to be able to tell the truth...
...to show who you are...
...even if it hurts...
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