Monday, April 25, 2011

Me 101

Dear well-meaning, but completely oblivious friend,

When I am upset, crying, and slightly irrational--obviously scared about handling my life--you cannot run away--not even literally.  I really need you to stay.  I won't ask, but I need you to give me a hug, sit me down to play with my hair, and put in a silly movie I can obsess over and lose my worries in.  Probably something that lets me cry but has a happy ending--on the really bad days, not-so-happy. . .  Please.  And I need to not have to explain it.


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