Crushed but not a lot of the other stuff that goes along
So I went to dinner and thought about all of this. Yeah I am clingy. Yeah I get my feelings hurt easily. Yeah I need to know whats going on in my friends life.
I re read what I posted last time(s) and noted that there was a lot of anger in those written words. The funny thing about written words is that they carry a great deal of emphasis on things that aren't really there. I am not angry. I am hurt.
I believe there is no reason ever not to consider others feelings when we tell them things. I also believe that, as my words carry emotions that don't exsist, so do others. We can all be careless in what we say and do. We are human.
In other news: I am thinking of spending a few days next week in Missoula. At least more than I origanally planned to. I feel like I have been the shittiest friend to dear Anna and need to make up for that somehow someway. I also owe Beth a pony that is currently sitting amongst the chaos that is my bedroom. I need to check on the things I have at my folks house and make a list of things I need to get by in Helena.
More than anything I am scared. Not really of moving and being alone and all that. I went through that already when I moved to Bozeman. I fear that I am drifting away from my friends in Missoula. I fear that perhaps I won't have a best friend any longer. I fear that I am loosing touch with my roots.
I re read what I posted last time(s) and noted that there was a lot of anger in those written words. The funny thing about written words is that they carry a great deal of emphasis on things that aren't really there. I am not angry. I am hurt.
I believe there is no reason ever not to consider others feelings when we tell them things. I also believe that, as my words carry emotions that don't exsist, so do others. We can all be careless in what we say and do. We are human.
In other news: I am thinking of spending a few days next week in Missoula. At least more than I origanally planned to. I feel like I have been the shittiest friend to dear Anna and need to make up for that somehow someway. I also owe Beth a pony that is currently sitting amongst the chaos that is my bedroom. I need to check on the things I have at my folks house and make a list of things I need to get by in Helena.
More than anything I am scared. Not really of moving and being alone and all that. I went through that already when I moved to Bozeman. I fear that I am drifting away from my friends in Missoula. I fear that perhaps I won't have a best friend any longer. I fear that I am loosing touch with my roots.