A Problem
**Disclaimer: This post is long and full of ramblings. I hope it makes sense, and if for some reason to read through to the end, I'm amazed at your dedication, and you might need a life** I have a problem. Not a huge problem, but it affects a lot of what I do day to day.. I'm loyal to a fault. That sounds like a good thing right? I'm here to explain why that's not entirely true. In the past year, I lost a friend. This friend had been one of my closest friends since I was 12 years old (for those keeping score at home, I turn 21 in about a month). To this day, I'm not sure what happened with the friendship. I don't know if I did something to offend him, or if he just needed to go a different way... But it's sad! I miss him. Here's the crazy part of the story: If he called me right now and asked me to do ANYTHING. I'd be there in a heartbeat. Not to win back his friendship or whatever, but because a person I cared about needed my assistance...