This isn't "read more", because it's relevant, and sometimes I have this nagging feeling that this person may ocassionally read this blog (even though I only posted the URL once on FB, which would have been the only time/place they would have found it).
I shouldn't have said "used to be friends with" in that last post. I wish we were still friends, and despite how complicated things got last winter, I'm hoping we can eventually repair that friendship. We used to be quite close, and for a long while, that was the most important friendship of my life. It still kinda is. I just screwed up, and he kinda screwed up at times, too. But it was mostly me screwing up, partially because I had been misdiagnosed with bipolar disorder (long story), but I don't want to blame all my actions on my mental illness. There also were other reasons for my odd actions, that were slated more in reality. Like I shouldn't try to justify them, though. And I still perceive that, that person did some shitty things at times. But I don't think that his actions were nearly as "bad" as mine.
"All human wisdom is contained in these two words -- "wait" and "hope". "
--Alexandre Dumas, "the Count of Monte Cristo"; final line, in ALL editions; abridged or unabridged.