Вопрось о друзих...
Well, it is now a question of friends. What kinds of friends do I have, and who are they?
I think the distance would be good between Colin and myself, but I also feel like I need to help him. The reason for that is that other people have told me that he's said some pretty strange and out-of-character things to them lately, mostly while under the influence of alcohol, but all since he's started on anti-depressants. I feel like I can't just back away, but how do I help him? I don't know how to tell him that I am worried about him without making the situation worse. I see him as a very stubborn kind of guy, and that means that the majority of things I could say to him seem like they would worsen the situation rather than help. I guess I'll just have to go out to lunch or something where we can be relatively alone so I can talk to him about it. I have to be careful not to mention anyone else's thoughts because he might then feel like he were being ganged up on, and that is extremely counter-productive. Anywho, I'll have to do that soon, before I start work.
Today, I had the opportunity to tell two of my friends how truly amazing they are. One of them is among the smartest people I know and the other is one of two, maybe three, people that have fully understood my desire to join the military. The first has always been there on and off to speak to me about whatever was on my mind. He's been supportive of me throughout my difficulties with school and family. We sort of explored relationships at the same time so we were able to bond through that, in a way. The second understands my point of view on the military because he has a similar one. We have talked for hours about it, one-on-one as well as with one of our teachers present. I was able to tell him how much I appreciated him as a friend and a source of input on my never-ending question of whether to join the military. These are the friends that help me get through life. The ones that stick by me. The ones that I can see every couple years and still be good friends with. These kinds of friends are invaluable.
Then I have many friends that I just hang out with. These are also important to me. I care about their well-being, but we do not have the deeper connection that I have with the kind described above. People fluctuate. At some points in your life you grow closer with certain people, during others you grow apart.
Anywho, time to stop thinking about that.
**A good hour and a half later**
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So close, and yet so hard to reach.
Want to, but can't.
Why won't the bus work?
Will I be able to find time with this job?
Can I switch jobs?
Will the allergies destroy any plans?
Can I find a different place to live?
How can I make this summer easier?
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I'm tired, so I'll leave this entry as half-finished as it is and update some more when I can.
I think the distance would be good between Colin and myself, but I also feel like I need to help him. The reason for that is that other people have told me that he's said some pretty strange and out-of-character things to them lately, mostly while under the influence of alcohol, but all since he's started on anti-depressants. I feel like I can't just back away, but how do I help him? I don't know how to tell him that I am worried about him without making the situation worse. I see him as a very stubborn kind of guy, and that means that the majority of things I could say to him seem like they would worsen the situation rather than help. I guess I'll just have to go out to lunch or something where we can be relatively alone so I can talk to him about it. I have to be careful not to mention anyone else's thoughts because he might then feel like he were being ganged up on, and that is extremely counter-productive. Anywho, I'll have to do that soon, before I start work.
Today, I had the opportunity to tell two of my friends how truly amazing they are. One of them is among the smartest people I know and the other is one of two, maybe three, people that have fully understood my desire to join the military. The first has always been there on and off to speak to me about whatever was on my mind. He's been supportive of me throughout my difficulties with school and family. We sort of explored relationships at the same time so we were able to bond through that, in a way. The second understands my point of view on the military because he has a similar one. We have talked for hours about it, one-on-one as well as with one of our teachers present. I was able to tell him how much I appreciated him as a friend and a source of input on my never-ending question of whether to join the military. These are the friends that help me get through life. The ones that stick by me. The ones that I can see every couple years and still be good friends with. These kinds of friends are invaluable.
Then I have many friends that I just hang out with. These are also important to me. I care about their well-being, but we do not have the deeper connection that I have with the kind described above. People fluctuate. At some points in your life you grow closer with certain people, during others you grow apart.
Anywho, time to stop thinking about that.
**A good hour and a half later**
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So close, and yet so hard to reach.
Want to, but can't.
Why won't the bus work?
Will I be able to find time with this job?
Can I switch jobs?
Will the allergies destroy any plans?
Can I find a different place to live?
How can I make this summer easier?
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I'm tired, so I'll leave this entry as half-finished as it is and update some more when I can.