“When I know someone’s hurt you? I seriously want to kick that someone’s ass.”
My dearest and oldest friend said that to me a few years ago when I was going through a rough time. I remember realizing in that moment that we knew each other as much as two people can. Because we’ve shared a long and honest history, by living these lives of ours side by side, both together and apart, as both our good and ugly selves. And that she loves me enough, in spite of all she knows, to want to kick someone else’s ass instead of kicking mine, which I seem to always think is more what I deserve.
She stuck up for me again this morning. And I’ve spent the day feeling grateful to her. Grateful for her.
And grateful that no matter what, she is, and always will be, ready to kick someone’s ass in my defense.
Your best friend always sticking up for you
Even when I know you're wrong?
She helps me find myself out here.