Sometimes there's something that was already in your life, but when you find out, it's just too big to get your head around. Or mine, anyway.
My best friend has had some stuff going on that no one knew about. No one. Now I'm the only one that does (no pressure there...). Anyway, when she said, "I don't want you to think less of me," and started crying, I just wanted to seriously hurt anyone who would dare think less of her for anything. I've never felt so fiercely loyal and protective. I want so desperately to make everything better. I want to take everyone who has or would make it worse and bash their heads together.
I'm shocked at the intensity of my own feelings, not about what she was actually worried about, but about her discomfort. Hell hath no fury like me if you fuck with my friends. Too bad I didn't know that earlier.....
On another note, Girls' Valentine's Night Out is growing out of control! We're up to 5 people at my place for dinner before we go hit the big sausage-fest (translation: all frat boys) bar in town. Should be amusing, if nothing else....
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