friends? What friends?
You know what a friend is? Someone you sends you an e-mail while sitting behind you in class asking if you're feeling okay and they're worried about you. A friend helps you walk when you're disoriented from surgery.
You know what isn't a friend? Someone who makes false promises. Someone who promises to call or whatnot and doesn't.
Yeah. I'm hurt. And I'm tired of hiding it. This is how it's been for years now. I'm not asking for much, and effort. I'm not saying I even call a lot, I should make a better effort, but when I can I make plans for birthdays and what not. I keep promises.
I've been feeling really down this past week. I hate whining to the livejournal, but it actually helps. (Ha ha, Marty. "I skip your livejournal posts." I want that on a t-shirt so bad!!)
I don't know... I almost had an anxiety attack last Thursday. It's been ... almost two years since one of those. It was disturbing and I ended up crying when I got home. To be honest? It scared me.
I've been perking up, though. Michael's been really sweet and we've talked about a few things. Like, when I told him about the near attack he didn't respond much about it. When I was telling him how that hurt my feelings it dawned on me that he had never actually seen one of those attacks. I was done being hurt and explained to him what used to happen to me. The stomach cramps, the crying, the shaking, the nervousness... being down right uncomfortable.
I'm glad we had that talk, it helped him understand. He's seriously the sweetest boyfriend ever. It makes me sad when he doubts it.
Anyway. I need to just calm down a bit and de-stress. I've started working out, that always made me feel good when I last did it. I hope it gives me more energy, I need it.
You know what isn't a friend? Someone who makes false promises. Someone who promises to call or whatnot and doesn't.
Yeah. I'm hurt. And I'm tired of hiding it. This is how it's been for years now. I'm not asking for much, and effort. I'm not saying I even call a lot, I should make a better effort, but when I can I make plans for birthdays and what not. I keep promises.
I've been feeling really down this past week. I hate whining to the livejournal, but it actually helps. (Ha ha, Marty. "I skip your livejournal posts." I want that on a t-shirt so bad!!)
I don't know... I almost had an anxiety attack last Thursday. It's been ... almost two years since one of those. It was disturbing and I ended up crying when I got home. To be honest? It scared me.
I've been perking up, though. Michael's been really sweet and we've talked about a few things. Like, when I told him about the near attack he didn't respond much about it. When I was telling him how that hurt my feelings it dawned on me that he had never actually seen one of those attacks. I was done being hurt and explained to him what used to happen to me. The stomach cramps, the crying, the shaking, the nervousness... being down right uncomfortable.
I'm glad we had that talk, it helped him understand. He's seriously the sweetest boyfriend ever. It makes me sad when he doubts it.
Anyway. I need to just calm down a bit and de-stress. I've started working out, that always made me feel good when I last did it. I hope it gives me more energy, I need it.