I owe them big time. Now I eat three meals a day and my friends make sure I do that consistently. They took care of me not expecting anything back. They still do, even. I hope that one day, I can return the favor. However, at the same time, I hope they never have an inner bully who was as big of an asshole as my old friend was. I wish I could be positive and unconcerned that my bully won’t return. But the fear of relapse remains a constant burden on my consciousness, something I will forevermore be wary of. Having said this, at this moment in time, if there is one thing I can be certain of, its that I am craving a cheeseburger and that my friends will do everything in their power to help me satisfy this
I owe them big time. Now I eat three meals a day and my friends make sure I do that consistently. They took care of me not expecting anything back. They still do, even. I hope that one day, I can return the favor. However, at the same time, I hope they never have an inner bully who was as big of an asshole as my old friend was. I wish I could be positive and unconcerned that my bully won’t return. But the fear of relapse remains a constant burden on my consciousness, something I will forevermore be wary of. Having said this, at this moment in time, if there is one thing I can be certain of, its that I am craving a cheeseburger and that my friends will do everything in their power to help me satisfy this