Sept 15th

It's true.

Some things fade. The smell wears off. The relationship falls away. The weather washes away messages. Promises. The leftovers don't taste as good.  

But some things remain constant. The friends I've met in Columbus are the ones who have been my lighthouse through this all. 1 year ago  today you made a promise to me.  Three months later and again seven months later you walked away   They have been my light in the dark. Not you. They were my reason when I tried to rationalize  The heartless things you did. They were my crutch when I couldn't walk.  Every month that you we t back and forth  they remained my steel bridge.  Eventually leading me away from you  

Anxiety isn't easy. Sometimes it will make you believe things that aren't true. It will tell you that your skin is blue and you know it's not, but sometimes you feel like it has a valid point. It's then when you have awesome friends like this, who remind you that your own skin is beautiful( and not blue), that it wasn't your fault, that sometimes we love bad people, and that you didn't deserve it.  Without these people I'd be lost a little longer. Thank you, #614. 

I am so happy to be spending another fall wine social with your lovely faces. There's no place I rather be.   Let's eat some cheese, drink some wine, and keep on traveling this town together.  

Remember friends. Don't make a promise you can't keep. Be there. Be all there. Don't fade away.