It doesn't matter if I have debt. It doesn't matter if my career isn't satisfying. It doesn't matter if my home life is terrible. It doesn't matter if I'm not satisfied with my weight. If I have people around that love me and spend time with me, I can find happiness every single day.
So Friday was so terrible I wasn't sure I would be okay. It was the hardest thing I had tried to do alone in a long, long time. And it was so hard that it had physical ramifications. I stressed so much I actually hurt myself. But then there was this outpouring of love and support from my friends and family that made me realize that I don't have to do it alone, if only I can learn to trust people enough to need them.
And that is a lesson that will take me some time to learn. Because sometimes the people I decide to trust and need turn out to be the ones that hurt me the most. But we can't find love without risking our hearts. And the closer a person is to us, the easier they can inflict damage. But who wants to keep everyone at arms length? That would make for some terrible, terrible hugs.