It's great to know people care about me.
It's great when people support you. Just think, someone out there does, and sometime it just has to be you.
We go through a lot of pain. We struggle. And we don't have to struggle alone, explained in that humans are social creatures.

I found out today that the way I talked to my friend, she perceived it as judgemental. I did not place the blame on her, though I should have apologized. Though after a brief silence and a couple sentences said she asked to just drop it. I know her recently lost her mom. That is extremely difficult. She says only her boyfriend really knows. Which well she spends a lot of time with him. But we went to go play pool and stuff and perhaps she was trying to make me feel bad in a way. Understandable. Forgivable cause I understand.

Everyone's loss is unique and difficult. My experiences that pale in to comparison is my parents' relationship and the loss of my grandmother and my really bad social experiences.

But this experience tonight swiped a smile off my face and replaced it with a mostly fake one. And led me to think - People suck - and - I need new friends. PERIOD.
And so, I gotta get out there, talk to people, be the person I want to be, the person I envision to be, the person I believe I can be. And so I need to join stuff by myself, otherwise sometimes I cling and/or worry about the other person I am with.