Boring Monologue.

Okay. I'm going to go on a bit of a long and boring monologue. So, either bare with me or just skip this post (I'd skip it). I've been feeling a certain way for a really long time and I think that perhaps writing it out will help me to understand it better. (And if I just happen to get help from my readers that's always a plus!)

Lately I've been asking myself these questions: Do we really need that friend who we can turn to for anything? To say anything to? To talk to, to really talk to? Is that really a necessity of life or can a person pass along without it? Does the Good Lord intend us to go through parts of life alone? Or does He place certain people in our path who have great potential to be our dearest friend and all we need do is hold on to them?

Throughout most periods of my life I have had someone I can call my go-to person and my closest friend. Now ..well, I don't really have one. Either physical distance keeps me from them or a psychological one which keeps me from opening up to them, or anyone. I just feel so.. Argh! I don't even know how to say it. And it really does sound kind of second-grade to be pining over wanting a friend. But, that's how I feel. Anyways. I'll stop my monologue now..