Meg is almost a feeling of comfort. It's not quite perfect, or even the way I think friendship should be, However, I do feel a mutual sense of respect that we share for each other. The feeling is a bit different, since I have never felt this way for another human being.
Meg hasn't disappointed me as a friend just yet, I am trying not to get upset with her when she is making little human mistakes that friends normally over look.
I am notorious for finding something wrong with every friend that comes my way. Or vice a verse. I usually have a strong friendship at the beginning of the relationship and then a huge blow out at the end. During the midst of the friendship I usually let them take advantage of me, verbally abuse me and then when I get to the point when I feel useless I explode and this demon comes out of me and I totally loose control with all my screaming, start yelling a list of reasons they are all losers.
Now for first time in 55 years, I have met a friend that I can relate too. It's been a few years since we met, we see each seldom. We talk on the phone time to time, however, when we do connect it's quite pleasant.
It feels good to laugh. I havent had enough laughter in my life to die just yet. I hope I can figure this all out soon.
