So I’ve been watching an excessive amount of Greys Anatomy lately to compensate for 1. the fact that I’ve been sick and 2. the fact that I don’t go out and drink anymore. I know…what a productive way to spend my time. But it’s got me thinking a lot lately, and the writing is good enough to relate to real life as crazy as things can get. And some of this might not make sense to people who haven’t seen the show. Here’s what’s in my head right now.
I’ve isolated myself in the woods several times because I’ve been depressed. I told everyone to leave me alone, and I quit at life. These are the times that you find out who is actually there for you. In my life most everyone has just left me alone. They figure, they’re her problems let her deal with them. It turns out that this is nowhere near helpful for me. It is the people I value most in my life that have come out to my woods to get me to come the hell back to real life. Yes, sometimes you need to give people their space, but at some point you have to go kick them in the ass and show them you care and need them back. These people are my people. Lately one of my people…my person…has gone into the woods and I gave her her space. But gosh darnit now it’s time for me to be her person and go and get her. Cause that’s what you’re supposed to do for your friends. You don’t abandon the people that care about you. Ever.