F. R. I. E. N. D. S.

Once again, my boyfriend has been correct.

I should’ve known.

Because talking to my friends about my issues isn’t the worst thing ever. Might even be helpful.

I did, today.

I met a friend of mine in a café after work, we had hot beverages (her a hot chocolate with oat milk, me a rooibos vanilla tea) and talked about our lives. Our futures, pasts and presents.

And it was nice.

I gave some advice, and she asked some questions. We joked, we laughed. Overall a good idea. Plus, the tea was great.

I admit it, then.

I should include my friends more often.

Don’t tell my boyfriend.

Peace out,
Emilia