I met up with a dear childhood friend today.
I haven’t seen this guy in over ten years!
He knew of my bipolar diagnosis but I told him that I was now diagnosed with Schizoaffective Disorder.
He looked kind of shocked, I hope that I didn’t scare him away.
We exchanged phone numbers.
My father bumped into him in the post office.
He is from my hometown.
I invited him into my home and showed him around and we talked a little about our past together.
I was blown away to be honest.
He was like a brother to me.
I plan on keeping in touch with him again.
What a day!
Good friends always come back around. I have a friend I don’t speak with daily but we still talk once in awhile. He’ll forever be one of my closest friends.
