Thank you for being a friend
Hi, I’m here. All humbled and shit from the OVERWHELMING outpour of love and offers of wine I received from the Internet. You people rock and make me feel so much better after my curse-filled rant. Getting that off my chest was hugely cathartic. I truly have reached the point of not caring, and that being said I harbor no ill-will toward any of my old pals.
I walked around town this weekend, looking over my shoulder expecting to see my old group of friends shoot me a collective middle finger – which would be AWESOME and make me want to go over and hug them all and totally risk a punch to the face.
Life happens, things change and people move on. Some do it with grace and aplomb while others get all twitchy and flick people off while saying “fuck” a lot.
On a positive note, my social calendar is now full for the next 3.67 years with offers to drink wine and chat. There are few things that can’t be solved by good company and a full-bodied cabernet.
I. Am. Honored.
I am also preemptively looking for an AA sponsor.