I want to ride my bike, I want to go outside, I want to do this with someone, I want to be okay with doing it alone.
The weird thing about losing a best friend is like, who do you say the stupid little shit to that no one else really cares about? Who do I tell that I don’t feel good or I saw a cute dog or I’m praying I get off work early. It’s strange to have all these things that I’m just saying to myself now.
My co worker literally offered me his border collie and I wanted to sob
It’s so odd to me how you can see yourself a certain way, and others see you the complete opposite.
There’s so many nice people that I work with that I could have possible friendships with, but it’s easier to lie in bed by myself than work up the courage to ask them to hang out.