When you do the ear scritches so well that she goes cross eyed….
When you do the ear scritches so well that she goes cross eyed….
This morning I made tangible steps to cut myself from a toxic friend group. It's a strange feeling - like a weight has been simultaneously lifted, and another added on. However, I'm confident that I made the right decision - to stay would be to compromise myself; to change who I was to fit in.
Knowing that I'm doing the right thing and still feeling shitty sucks, but I guess I just need to let some time pass.
Just wanted to rant about this. How is everyone else doing?
Found this earlier when sorting through stuff from the loft (attic) before my house move. Brought back a lot of memories from my childhood!