Despite that I have so much to say and do and tell you all about, for I already have wonderful and, within a week from now, probably painful and emotional secrets, as most quiet solitary creatures do:
I definitely didn't write this secret. It held true since the 7th grade for me, though. It is so terribly worth it to have one or two solid friends and take care of them than take optimal care of yourself.
Despite the absolute madness which has been shoved into my face so abruptly, kicking me on the ass relatively close to my fearful expectations, I feel better than ever.
And I do continue to take time out of my Sundays for PostSecret and reflection.