Monday Musings

I really hate sitting back and not being able to help the people I love. It's not that I have to feel involved in every aspect of their lives, I just wish I could somehow take away their pain, if only for just a little while. I don't by any means think that I am stronger than them, but I would much rather fight through whatever they're dealing with than watching them hurt.

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Today my friend Jeremy and I hung out with our other friend from back home. Her name is Whitney, and she and I have been friends ever since the sixth grade. We all went to get lunch together and we got to talking about how in high school we all used to say "We're not going to lose touch with you!" and all of that stuff. Here we are in our second semester here at Troy, and we all agreed that we have virtually lost all contact with people from back home...even the ones that were considered our best friends. It's a really sad thing to realize, but the even sadder part is that you weren't affected really. You sit back and it becomes clear that those people you thought were your friends for life don't make an effort to keep in touch with you, and it's okay! Your life moved on and you didn't even realize their absence until someone ELSE brought it to your attention.

It's funny how the things that used to matter so much have lost their meaning...