Jan. 4th, 2009
I have great friends. I really do. I am incredibly lucky, incredibly honoured, and incredibly happy about that. I have people to whom I can really, honestly say, "I love you!" and mean it. And they'll say the same to me and mean it. Sometimes-- well, most of the time, I lose track of that. Today, I've been feeling very insecure about C: wondering if I did the right thing, if I've driven him away, if I freaked him out and hit too many buttons too hard. But no matter what, I still have the wide net of my friends I can fall into if I slip off the wire.
That's a very comforting thought.
That's a very comforting thought.