Life goes on

It's been an 'interesting' week.

Due to really childish behavior on my part I lost a good friend. I feel really lousy about it but there's not a damned thing I can do.

On the other hand, I helped another friend escape an abusive relationship. By constantly being there for her I gave her the confidence to tell their abuser, "Good bye and drop dead". I talked to her last night and she was doing very well. She's going to be fine.

And my edits are coming along well. I've managed to work past the fear that's a constant thing in my life and get to work. I'm keeping up.

What does this show? I'm only human. I do good things and bad things. I'm just going to have to try harder to do more of the former and less of the latter. I'll never be perfect but I'll do my best.

It's a strange world.