take better care of my friendships

My one friend got beaten up by her boyfriend. She called me crying at like 7:10 in the morning on Sunday. I was getting ready to go to church at this point, but I took the train and helped her get some medicine, watched Sex In The City with her two times, got her something to eat that she could microwave – and spent the better part of a beautiful Sunday indoors to help her with her situation.

I know I would want a friend to do the same thing for me.

making all the other goals click! i’m really glad that i decided to do this. at the same time- taking care of my good friendships shows me how lame some of the wrong friendships i was trying to preserve really were….

at first i felt kind of bad thinking this, but now i realize that it’s only so much that i can do with some people. i also realized that i had my own growth to do. and while i’m growing- i’m trying not to forget who i am- not to grow into a different person- but to grow into a better person.

it’s labeled as gay- or feminine or not in the norm for guys to talk about these things- but this is what i feel- and i don’t feel like i should apologize for telling people that i really value my friendships wiht the friends i’ve made out here in sf- and at the same time- those i’ve always been friends with but lost touch with.

I don’t pay attention to details or people – and that kind of distances me from others. This needs to change.

I need to be open. That means I need to deal with rejection as well as acceptance.