I reunited with my best friend after a few years of silence from both parts. We both have been through hell this time apart. Our lives have changed, we have changed. It was a cold day and, as we walked, I tried putting my arm around her, to keep her warm. I don't like when I touch people or when they touch me. Those years changed us, but I believe it was for the best. None was in condition to help the other or see the other. I'm sorry it had to be this way. Putting my arm around her was easy. She has always been the only one who truly accepted my issues, crazyness, crisis and never knew how much those emails throughout the decades kept me sane. I wonder if she'll read this and find out these secrets of mine. (Yes, she's a follower. Hi.....!!!!) - Human
