True friends

A blogger friend called me a rare bird today. Otherwise known as a true friend. It meant a lot to me, because while I do enjoy reading her blogs and we are friends on other sites, I didn't think she really considered me a good blogger friend. I like knowing that I can be there for someone in spirit, even if I can't be there physically.

I really do love helping my friends out. I complain to them so often that I feel like I need to return the favor. And I love them dearly enough that I'll protect them to the ends of the earth and back if I need to.

I also try to being non-judgmental when people tell me things that are sensitive or that they might not want to be public knowledge. I know from personal experience that it's much easier to tell someone something if you know they will take it well. It's hard to be honest in the world these days when everyone is so passionate about what they believe. While I am passionate about a lot of things (abortion, for example) I also love hearing other people's beliefs and why they believe the way they do.

Everyone has a story, you just need to be willing to listen.

Update

I have been a horrible blogger. On both of my blogs.

My summer is well under way, and I've been crazy busy hanging out with friends! I've also finally been getting back into reading so I have been on my other blog a bit more than this one. I'm hoping to have more exciting things to write about once I start doing more stuff!

I'm going to be having a new blog layout soon! The only reason I'm not putting it up now if I will have my own photos in the header, and we're taking the photos for it tomorrow. I'm super excited! I just dyed my hair a slightly darker reddish-brown with red highlights, so you'll get to see that in the pictures :D I guess I could put up a pic now... but I warn you: photobooth doesn't have the best quality!

I don't think you can even see the red :P

Hopefully the pics won't take too long for her to edit, and I'll have the new layout up in the next week or two!

Hope everyone is having a good week!

Crying is supposed to make you feel better.

I've been bottling up my emotions for the past two weeks. Finally I've been crying like crazy. Seriously, I've cried about 5 times in a span of a week. Who does that?

I was hoping crying would make me feel better... but it only makes me feel worse. I don't even know why I'm so upset. I just cry. A certain song will come on, and I start crying to the point that I can't breathe.

I just want to stop feeling like this.