So, the boyfriend and I got in a huge fight last night. It was awful. There was yelling and cold shoulders and hanging up and callbacks... ugh. You wanna know what we were fighting about? Gay people. Inparticular, my best friend who happens to be gay. You see, I'm in Maine for a few weeks visiting family and friends, my only friend is my ex-boyfriend who is now gay and who has been my absolute best friend for as long as I remember... and he was my first love. I'm not going to hate him because he chose an unhealthy and "unGodly" lifestyle, like David wants me to... I love my best friend, and he has always been there for me... for as long as I can remember... he saved my life... multiple times. I really do love him... so sorry if I refuse to hate one of the only people I love in this wretched world.
But, David texted me this morning and apologized... and I did too. We were both wrong, but too stubborn to realize. Things are better, but I'm still a bit upset.
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