07.23.2007 (Monday), 05:47 AM


…sometimes all it takes is a short, sharp shot…

I am so fortunate to have friends who can verbally smack the SHIT out of me when I need it, whether they do it intentionally or do it on a subconscious level. Many, many times in the past few weeks, I have emerged bloody and bruised (figuratively) from conversations with friends and their words of love and support make me realize that, although vulnerable, I am human. To wit:

“Never, EVER, feel bad or wrong or guilty for loving someone…”

“But that’s all sentiment…and if 100% sentiment is all it is, then nothing else, real or imagined, exists…”

“Be very, very and absolutely sure that it’s something that you really want…”

“Please don’t say ‘I’m not the person you think I am’….that’s a coward’s way out and you’re not a coward…”

“Make a list of what YOU want out of life…that’s not being selfish, that’s taking care of yourself…”

“Be cool, dress cool, don't take these things so seriously...your confidence and happiness with yourself will allow you to be who you always were…”

I could attribute but you all know who said what…I just appreciate the small handful of friends that I have and that they love and care for me as much as I love and care for them.

And friends are allowed to smack the SHIT out of each other from time-to-time…it’s an essential part of keeping the people that you love from wandering down paths of self-destruction. No matter what those vice(s) are…

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