Don’t worry I will be there at 9 am, is what the text reads. I see this and I’m so excited, and can’t stay still, eager to rush into what is a beautiful day. Bam it starts raining and I’m running with this oversized umbrella to get into a car with some stranger, but I really don’t care because it just means I’m one step closer to seeing you. I’m already picturing the amazing time we are going to have today, we will drink tea and play cards as I open the doors of my life to you, in a rare gesture of vulnerability because I want you to be my friend.

10:00 am, 4 texts, one phone call, no reply. I got stood up. That’s life, right? Now let me tell you how I feel when I hear the words for what feels like the 70th time in my life, “I’m sorry”. I’m sorry that I was dumb enough to think someone actually wanted to be my friend because the truth is I can only count on my family.