I get by with a little help from my friends....
I know I talk about my family a lot but honestly none of you know whats going on with everything. I don't like talking about my family because its both an embarrassing topic and one I don't think other people should be bothered with. But a few weeks ago I wrote about my sister and one of you lovely kids read the entry and found similarities in it with that of your own life (you know who you are) and tonight I talked with this same person about the recent upheaval in my house.
This isn't an entry that tries to single anyone out or scold you other readers for not being as concerned with my life. No. Nothing like that. This entry is merely a thank you to the aforementioned individual who came to my aide awhile back. Before that conversation I thought of this person as merely an acquaintance, someone I had classes with and whom I'd talk to on occasion. I'd never really gotten close with this person or hung out with them in a lot of social settings. So when they approached me I was both surprised and grateful.
Ben has been away at camp and I don't have many people to talk to about things when I'm home for the summer. I have Katie but at times our schedules don't match up and I'm left with this awful feeling of rage and sadness and no one to talk to. This person changed all of that and turned out to be one of my most valued confidants. Again, I don't like talking about my problems. Everyone has problems and I feel like a complete asshole letting out all of my shit on other people cause we all have issues; no one wants to have to deal with someone else's crap on top of their own-so I just don't say anything half the time. But again, this person stepped out and said fuck that-tell me whats up, I'm going through some shit myself, lets compare notes. So we started talking and they were right-our situations were really similar and we both found someone we could relate to and bounce stories off of.
It doesn't sound like anything major or above and beyond but it really helps me to know there is someone I can go to thats going through the same stuff. I don't feel ashamed or stupid talking about my family and how I feel. I don't feel like I'm burdening someone with my problems. It means a lot. More then I can put into words here. I am very thankful for this person and for all of the support I got in just that first conversation a month ago.
Thank you. Thank you for iming me and asking if I was okay, thank you for still allowing me to come to you with my issues and then feeling comfortable enough with me to let out some of your problems. Thank you for showing me I had good friends I didn't think I could go to. Shit, I feel like I should start singing the Golden Girls theme...
Again, this isn't to say you guys aren't great to me. I'm not trying to put any of you down or make you feel you aren't as good to me as this person is. I just wanted to thank this person because I didn't know they were in my corner-didn't even know they had tickets to the show. But they've helped me and continue to help me more then I could say here. You know who you are and I love you for being you. You are the only one aside from Katie and Ben who knows whats going on and thats a big deal. Thank you so much.
This isn't an entry that tries to single anyone out or scold you other readers for not being as concerned with my life. No. Nothing like that. This entry is merely a thank you to the aforementioned individual who came to my aide awhile back. Before that conversation I thought of this person as merely an acquaintance, someone I had classes with and whom I'd talk to on occasion. I'd never really gotten close with this person or hung out with them in a lot of social settings. So when they approached me I was both surprised and grateful.
Ben has been away at camp and I don't have many people to talk to about things when I'm home for the summer. I have Katie but at times our schedules don't match up and I'm left with this awful feeling of rage and sadness and no one to talk to. This person changed all of that and turned out to be one of my most valued confidants. Again, I don't like talking about my problems. Everyone has problems and I feel like a complete asshole letting out all of my shit on other people cause we all have issues; no one wants to have to deal with someone else's crap on top of their own-so I just don't say anything half the time. But again, this person stepped out and said fuck that-tell me whats up, I'm going through some shit myself, lets compare notes. So we started talking and they were right-our situations were really similar and we both found someone we could relate to and bounce stories off of.
It doesn't sound like anything major or above and beyond but it really helps me to know there is someone I can go to thats going through the same stuff. I don't feel ashamed or stupid talking about my family and how I feel. I don't feel like I'm burdening someone with my problems. It means a lot. More then I can put into words here. I am very thankful for this person and for all of the support I got in just that first conversation a month ago.
Thank you. Thank you for iming me and asking if I was okay, thank you for still allowing me to come to you with my issues and then feeling comfortable enough with me to let out some of your problems. Thank you for showing me I had good friends I didn't think I could go to. Shit, I feel like I should start singing the Golden Girls theme...
Again, this isn't to say you guys aren't great to me. I'm not trying to put any of you down or make you feel you aren't as good to me as this person is. I just wanted to thank this person because I didn't know they were in my corner-didn't even know they had tickets to the show. But they've helped me and continue to help me more then I could say here. You know who you are and I love you for being you. You are the only one aside from Katie and Ben who knows whats going on and thats a big deal. Thank you so much.