Hello loves! So, I didn’t go to Seafair again because a) I slept in waaaay too late and b) my friend who I was going to go with got sick and c) another close friend of mine was dealing with something of a personal crisis today, and I ended up spending the day with her and helping out.
I’m not going to elaborate much on (c), because it’s kind of my rule that, while I get to air my dirty laundry on here to my little heart’s content, I don’t write about my friends’. But she’s really going through some heart-wrenching shit right now, and I’m glad that I can be here to help. My instinct is to think of all decisions and occurrences in terms of what is does for me — but sometimes I realize that a series of events may have happened so that I can be in a position to help someone else. Today was a day like that. I realized that a lot of the shit I’ve been through in my past and a lot of decisions I’ve made put me in a unique position to be helpful to her today. And my heart breaks for her, but I’m glad that I can be here as a friend. I went through some awful shit (I felt) pretty early in life, and at the time I was all like “I’m too young to have to deal with this. This isn’t fair.” But as I get older I realize that pretty much everyone has to go through some shit that turns their life upside-down at some point, and it can be an enormous growth experience. If you’re lucky, you learn a lot of life lessons that you never could have comprehended or internalized without basically being at a point of desperation, and those lessons help you to go through the rest of your life much easier and much more at peace. At least that’s been my experience, and I’m grateful today that I had to face some of that shit head-on at a younger age, because my life is much better today — and I’m a much better friend — as a result of the growth that happened back then.
