In the process of trying to help one friend, I think I may have angered another one. Which, you know, is great, because I thought seven friends was way too many in the first place. But really, this is why I hate confrontation of any sort. I hate making people angry. I hate making people angry at me. If I did make her angry, I hope she isn’t too angry, because I need all of the friends I still have.
to be haunted by someone
that is still alive. — I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)