So, my weekend had been going well up until about 10:30pm last night. But I'll get to that later. I had a great hangout with Abby on Thursday, and we watched a good movie and had a fantastic heart-to-heart. It always feels good to me when I have conversations that really highlight for me important life stuff-- it gives me the opportunity to clarify and refine and check in with myself through the lens of someone who loves me and wants the best for me. I am very lucky to have a good number of such people in my life-- people who I can trust to nurture my vulnerability and see me at my very lowest and still love and respect me. Who will cut me slack when I'm in so far over my head that I'm barely keeping head above water. I find that the people with which one surrounds themselves says a lot about a person. I am blessed to have strong, honest, active, compassionate, passionate, generous friends who not only have respect for others, but for themselves as well. They don't hesitate to tell me about myself when I'm off the path. This is why they are my friends-- because I trust them to share my life.

( And now for the anger and swearing.Collapse )