New Atlantic

I haven’t written in here in forever, but I woke up this morning with the urge to write this down. Up until last night I never realized how easy it is to let relationships with other people fall apart. For months now, I’ve abandoned one of my best friends, someone who has given me some of the best advice I could ever even think to hear from someone our age, and it honestly never dawned on me until now. I was selfishly wrapped up in my own self-pity after my break-up that I didn’t even think to come to him. I know he would haved helped me, and would have saved me from this wreck I’ve become. It upsets me that to this day certain things still make him call on me right away, when the things I should call on him for, there were several times when I have almost taken myself form the world, when I could have called him for help, I just let those moments slip away without so much as a dial tone. If there was one person who could have saved me from any of the self-destructive behavior I’ve recently partaken in it would be him and when I began dating somebody seriously, how did I repay him for every bit of advice and every single smile? I cleared my mind of him, and stopped talking to him, to please somebody who broke my heart, and turned me into a wreckless mass of teenage abandon. My priorities are fucked up, who’s aren’t. But I guess what I’m trying to say is no matter how untrue it sounds and no matter how much love you think you have with your significant other, keep your friends close, because that person you love, is going to tear you down and break your heart, and somebody has to be there to build you back up. I haven’t been rebuilt yet, but we’ll see what happens.