Maybe, I am just awake. Some don't realize how good they have it. I do. I have unconditional love. Through discouraging and uncertain times, I've found true friendship. People who desire my companionship and still value and respect what I have to offer. It is a gift to have friends to confide in, but to be needed?
I believe all desire it to feel a sense of purpose.
Maybe, it's just my turn. In the movie Goodwill Hunting, there is a scene where Robin Williams is finally getting through to Matt Damon in a therapy session by repeating over and over "It's not your fault".
In a way, I feel like Josh is my Robin Williams. He has calmly sat there through my stubborn, emotional, temper tantrum antics and given me back my sanity. Over, and over, and over again. I know he doesn't have to put up with my bullshit and most people wouldn't. Instead, he says things to me such as: "You are a neurotic mess and I love you". The man is a saint (who snores like a bear).
Maybe...
Maybe, I am just happy.
