So after I posted about my anxiety attack this morning, and after said anxiety attack was taken somewhat under control, I called one of my oldest and closest friends. I started to cry my eyes out and bitch and moan etc.
She got quiet.
There was a pause.
Then she said, “Yep. Sucks to be you.” She was completely serious.
Then we both burst out laughing. That good old belly laugh that makes you cry those good, heart felt from the gut tears.
I needed that.
You gotta love it when those who know you best say things that you just really need to hear in the way you need to hear them.