Soooo...I wouldn't be anyone without my friends. I've been living off the kindness of others for a long while now. My friends keep a roof over my head and food in my belly. My friends hold me up when I am too sad to rise. My friends hold my hand when I am feeling alone. My friends remind me of who I am when I am in a hysterical panic about what I am doing (or not doing) with this life.
I've been absent for a while now. Trying to get my feet under me like a babe learning to walk...stumbling, blundering, tripping, crying and striving. Striving not because I want to compete with anyone or prove something to anyone...striving because I know there is something else just over the horizon...something worth seeing. It might be a new outlook. It might be a reward of some kind. It's most likely another version of me. If I quit, I won't get to meet her...so I keep going...and my friends and the kindness of others make it possible to keep going.
Thank you Friends. I wouldn't be anyone without you.