Completely resolved things with the friend. Communicated all the things. Even cried. Chatted for several hours, like how we do. I'm glad we talked. I feel a million times better, and she probably does too. I realized the recent trauma kinda made me blow up a bit more than necessary and I was like I'm sorry and she was like no I'm sorry. It was good. Then we just spent the rest of the hours talking about stuff like we normally do. Resolved! Thank Goddess.
Also I had a lot of fun yesterday with other friends and got some drinking out of my system. We must have all needed it. We were so absolutely ridiculous on the dance floor and pretty much all over town. I mean, strangers were taking video of my friend's hilarious dance moves and I was laughing so hard. All so very much needed. And my other friend is going through a breakup so we had a good quality drunken girl chat where she was really open and vulnerable and called me her best friend. My heart pretty much melted.
All is good. I just gotta remember to laugh more. And to say yes when invites come my way, because if I'm in a bad mood, sometimes all I actually need is to goof off with my friends. I'm glad I have friends. I'm glad everyone is alive. We are all damaged and we all have faults and bad days but I can't take friendship for granted when these people make me happy to know them and happy to be alive and to just smile.
8:50 p.m. - 2019-08-31