Reached out last night twice to two friends in my city that both like to claim they’re my best/good friend. Spent months telling me when I need it, they have my back. Well, I needed it last night. I was panicking and losing my shit and I was in tears (I never cry). I called both my friends. One never answered her phone. And her only text response to me was…believe in yourself. The other did answer and admittedly had a problem on her hand she was dealing with so I do understand. But when the next wave of panic hit me later that evening, again no response. Not even a text which honestly was all I would hope to get.
Guess who knocked me out of it? My brother (and his hopefully future wife). For all the general shitty crap I deal with from my family, they are honestly the only people there for me. Like in my darkest times they’re the best gift from God and I hope and I pray I never forget that.