In response to my last post, three friends asked if I was OK. One called the person who hurt me “syphilitic and vacant.” One offered to bring me ice cream. And when I apologized to a third for being weak and an asshole, she said, “You’re not weak, or an asshole. You’re human. Life is hard, and painful. Pushing through is what makes us strong.”
My friends are pretty much better than everyone. Onward.