outside of self realization
You know, I've been thinking (yes, we all know that usually results in something bad). A lot of recent events and conversations have made me think of the way friendships change or even come and go. One month, I have someone I tell everything, and the next, something has separated us so that we are still friends but will never be the same. In the end, I have only myself. I wish I liked myself enough to enjoy that notion. People will always be a part of my life, but I can't rely on them. I can only try to enjoy them as they come. I'm not really depressed. I just feel like I'm starting to accept something that I never wanted to.