I like that my friend wants to help me. He has probably been the most supportive and helpful when I have bad days. And I don’t know why, but it just excites me that he is willing and wanting to help me though this. I have no clue why. Probably because I don’t feel like anyone else really wants to or tries to talk to me about it besides one other person. I’ve just been feeling a little unloved. I need this.
On a completely separate note, I went to the pet store with my friends and an old guy literally barked at us in a small dog bark. wtf.