Friends...

I hate coming out from a period of being sick. The world around you has forgotten about you.

I haven't had energy to get in touch with my friends, or even call them back. Never any good news or interesting things to tell makes it harder. You could argue that it's not real friends if they aren't staying through that....but at the same time I haven't been a good friend at all. Being sick is depressive. No energy for anything fun. Just comes with guilt, stress and anxiety. Thank God I'm not severely sick at least. Just "blame god" that I caught so many colds after each other this last year...Exhausting. And it's nothing you can be proud of so when I'm sick, I'm hiding.

Well I've been feeling well for a while now...trying to catch up with friends. Seeing who's still out there. It's rough. Some are sweet and understanding. Other's hurt but trying to be forgiving. Some have had so much going on themselves they're oblivious. Others have left.

Family's bound to stick around though. And here's a big Thank God, not only are they bound to, mine actually do =) Without my family I'd be nothing. They're the best friends I could ever wish for.

And having good friends...is the best things in life.

Living across the ocean far away from some of them doesn't make things easier at all. They probably think I've forgot about them. When in reality I miss them most of all.