Friday, July 20, 2012

A memory

Circa 2005: Sitting on my friend Starkey's couch, feeling desperately sad and identity-gouged in the wake of the really-totally-over breakup (following the last-ditch-effort, let's-try-seeing-other-people breakup), I told him I felt shaken and insecure, no longer having someone always on my side by default; I realized I had taken for granted the value of knowing someone loved me. He said, "I love you," and I must have given him a skeptical look, because then he revised: "Well, I like you unconditionally."

One of the best things anyone's ever said to me.


  1. It's a great memory.

    Are you still friends?

    1. Yes, but he lives in New York so I don't get to see him very often.


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