I chose to respond on this instead facebook merely because this is how I first found your thoughts…not through the social networking system that is the all-encompassing facebook. In fact, when we were talking the other day about how exactly we became so friendly after you went to NE, I think a part of it was I started reading your journal (You had linked to it in your AIM profile…hey, I don’t want to sound like a stalker ;). Your entries, your facade, and your general presence that you touched on in this entry certainly had me fooled if that’s what you want to call it. You were independent, and you were a ‘doctor’ of sorts.
“But where is the doctor supposed to go when they are sick” is a question that came up in one of our later conversations. In fact, that was a changing point in my life. I, myself had no trouble being hard, unaffected, and ‘strong’. I also had no problem helping others, or at least making it appear in their eyes that I was helping them. Nevertheless, I was insecure. I did not want to find that outlet. I didn’t want to confide, I didn’t want to ask for help, and I certainly didn’t want to appear weak. You showed me, at least partially, that it was okay. It probably had something to do with you being so personable, knowledgeable, and experienced (Relative to myself). Regardless, I kind of like to think that my true self that is apparent today is at least somewhat a derivative of your friendship and presence in my life. I just wanted you to know that. Hell, we still have plenty of growing and experiencing left…I’m not going to act like I’m grown up, because I’m not, but I do appreciate everything you’ve given me :]
I know our paths cross infrequently, but our hearts won’t be far apart. Take care, my friend.
“But where is the doctor supposed to go when they are sick” is a question that came up in one of our later conversations. In fact, that was a changing point in my life. I, myself had no trouble being hard, unaffected, and ‘strong’. I also had no problem helping others, or at least making it appear in their eyes that I was helping them. Nevertheless, I was insecure. I did not want to find that outlet. I didn’t want to confide, I didn’t want to ask for help, and I certainly didn’t want to appear weak. You showed me, at least partially, that it was okay. It probably had something to do with you being so personable, knowledgeable, and experienced (Relative to myself). Regardless, I kind of like to think that my true self that is apparent today is at least somewhat a derivative of your friendship and presence in my life. I just wanted you to know that. Hell, we still have plenty of growing and experiencing left…I’m not going to act like I’m grown up, because I’m not, but I do appreciate everything you’ve given me :]
I know our paths cross infrequently, but our hearts won’t be far apart. Take care, my friend.
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