Restored.

I made tons of friends this summer. Some are pretty fair-weathered, but I have a few that I will never forget. Unfortunately, I'm not very sure if these people feel obliged to be my friend, or if they even care about me.

Today, however, I have finally found the one person who believes in me. Or, at least believes in me long enough to make me a little more sane. This friend is in that same group of summer buddies: Someone I thought I would lose touch with throughout the year simply because I don't see him very often. But, because I'm such an annoying little shit (it's apparently true - ask E****!), I decided to type a simple "hi." into Facebook chat. He replied, and asked me what was up...

I froze. No way I can tell people how I really feel, not even on Facebook, where they can't see or hear me. I couldn't tell him that my mother is convinced that I'm a failure because I refuse to be like everyone else, that I'm beginning to doubt my own self. But, knowing I can't lie, I told him the truth.

Luckily, I've finally found someone I can talk to about all this stuff who doesn't tell me to do one thing or the other. He informed me I can indeed do what I would like to do, and that I am not and never will be alone in this situation because it's perfectly normal. He told me that he believed in me and that as long as I believe in myself I will always be successful in my own eyes and that's what's most important.

I cried the entire time. Partly because I was sad, but mostly because this is probably the first time since GSA that I've met someone who believes in me more than I believe in my own self. I think this kid is my new best friend.

Thank you. You will never realize how important you are to me.