Sometimes I miss checking in with Aly. I still can’t believe she dumped me. I was hurt and angry, but mostly stunned. Yet resuming our friendship would be hard for me, I would think, because I’d always be wondering if something I said was going to get me dumped again. I’m not her type. I get that. Still shocks me just the same that she of all people dumped me. I really really thought she cared about me, even if I may be nothing like the kinds of friends she prefers to have. 

Although I firmly believe that she’ll beat her leukemia based on the treatments available today and the fact that she’s survived other things, it would be sad to know she died hating me if she didn’t make it. I never meant to intentionally offend or hurt her with my honesty. Really I didn’t! 

Either way, I don’t doubt that she’ll make it. Not just for the reasons I stated, but also due to not having any dreams suggesting she’s in serious danger, and the fact that it’s human nature for the less seriously ill to discuss their health issues more freely. It’s those who are serious who are reluctant to talk about things, as if not putting it into words can keep it from becoming real. 

How has her dumping me affected me? Well, I guess you could say it has made me want to withdraw even more from people in general, though I’m not much of a social butterfly anyway. I’m friendly and I’m not shy when out in public or something like that, but I don’t go out of my way to socialize and rack up friends. It really is safer and there really are fewer headaches if you don’t have many friends. Just looking out for myself, selfish or not. :) 

I knew I shouldn’t have bothered to check in on Facebook today other than to enter the sweeps that are run through there. I got a friend request from what appeared to be a legit account. Figured she was from one of the sites I write at, but sure enough, she messages me to offer me a body wrap, even though she’s on the other side of the country. 

The spammers aren’t the only ones that have me sick of Facebook. I only hear from the same few people, the trending news they force on us is depressing, and most people post the same old shit every day. I won’t even bother to get into the glitches and lack of privacy. I would prefer people not to be able to see when I was last on, but of course they can. 

We went for another walk today. It was slightly warm and muggy, and oh the car stereos and mutts! But it was still nice to get out in the fresh air and get our exercise.