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Friends are wise

There are days when I want to just become a recluse and not deal with life in any way, shape or form. Then there are days when I need my friends so much that it is a physical need. Not in a sexual context but in a "I need advice and I cannot do this on my own" kind of way.

I'm a helping kind of soul. I don't want people making the same stupid mistakes that I've made. I want to try and help steer them in the direction of least pain and hurt. It is this part of me that can get me into trouble. Thankfully I can finally recognize when I'm about to step over the boundries and need to ask for advice. I've learned to talk things out with not just one friend but a few of them. I need to see all sides of a situation. To see when it will do good or blow up in my face.

I don't know where life would be for me if I didn't have my friends. They keep me grounded and I'm able to see situations through different eyes. It's the only way I can make decisions now. I've screwed up too much in the past by making decisions that should have been talked through and they weren't. Life's lessons learned the hard way. I really had learning things that way. I would rather get all perspectives and then make an educated decision. So far it's worked quite well for me. I've avoided A LOT of drama by doing that. I think I'll continue. It's a good system. :)

And just as I was about to post this...I got this from Margaret:

"God doesn't give you the people you want; He gives you the people you NEED... to help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you and to make you into the person you were meant to be."

See what I mean? I love my friends. :)

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