My friends
I miss my friends who are so sad today. I wish I had a millon dollars to give to them. I feel so bad for them. I wish I could scoop them up and keep them snuggly and safe and give them all they want. I know they will get there soon. you know what they say, you have to get over the hill to find the lush plush valley. ahahahahha. I used to beat myself up all the time becasue I thought my dad didnt love me. When things were going so good i would start to think of him and the things he did, and said, and i would bring myself down. i used to think i was just crazy. why cant i be happy? then i sorta made the connection. i wasnt able to be happy because i thought i didnt deserve to be happy. if i wasnt good enough for my dad, how could i be good enough for anyone? i stayed in a lot of bad relationships that i never should have because i thought it was what i deserved or that i would never find better. but, i was wrong. so wrong. maybe he doesnt love me. but, now i dont care. somehow, i dont know how, maybe because i made the connection, i am able to accept the love and actually feel worthy of the love of my sweetie. i'm just thinking that maybe that is how my good friend is feeling, or maybe something like it. rule number one: do not be self destructive in anyway. peace.