He Gets Me
I have been depressed for weeks now, just completely falling apart. I have a friend, we have known each other over 20 years. He has actually been reading up on bipolar, and depression trying to understand what I go through. The only person that I know that has. He checks up on me, he sends me text messages to check in every so often, not too much, not too little, just at the right times it always seems. He seems to have a 6th sense about how I'm doing because he will ask me to lunch or dinner at the very time I need his support. Friday night I decided to buck up, stop crying and asked him to just take me out to have a good time. We went to a hole in the wall bar (my favorite kind) and played pool (I'm no good at this) and laughed and danced and had fun. He came over Saturday, I made dinner to make up for all the meals he has bought me (or a start I'll never be able to catch up to what he's done for me) and we just hung out, watched a coupl...