Crazy.

You know what's weird? I had a huge, blistering, potentially soul-damaging fight with my very great friend. And the aftermath of saying horrid things to each other? I feel closer to her than ever. Life's funny. I suppose saying those snide side thoughts we have about each other and admitting that though we have our faults and we both see them, we're okay, made our friendship grow stronger. We aren't hiding anything. And by telling her I can't accept certain parts of her, I've learned to accept everything. It's the damnedest thing.