Thank you for returning my texts, emails, and messages.
Thank you for checking up to make sure I’m okay when you haven’t heard from me in a while.
Thank you for not embarrassing me every time you have a cocktail. And thank you for not holding it against me when I get drunk and embarrrass myself, and for accepting my apology the next day.
Thank you for talking to me openly when we have issues.
Thank you for listening attentively when I ramble about my pets.
Thank you for not disappearing every time you get a boyfriend only to show up a year later wanting to hang out every day like nothing happened.
Thank you for not draining every ounce of my energy and then acting surprised when I seem tired and cranky.
Thank you for not borrowing money and belongings and then pretending weirdly that it never happened until it’s this gaping chasm in our friendship.
Thank you for not being psycho and then acting even more psycho when I gently point out that you were acting psycho.
Thank you for all the lovely and thoughtful gifts, including that completely unnecessary but really cute edible bouquet that time I got a new IUD (maniac!).
Thank you for showing up, even sometimes when you’re tired.
Thank you for not expecting me to come to every show, and for being happy when I do.
Thank you for letting me sleep.
Thank you for not being a rageaholic.
Thank you for sharing your prescription medication.
Thank you for realizing that just because I don’t vocalize it every time we speak, that I still sometimes have problems that I wouldn’t mind discussing. And thank you for understanding that just because I’m strong doesn’t mean I don’t need help on occasion.
Thank you for not being a selfish, self-centered asshole.
Thank you for having a sense of humor and patience.
Thank you for being my friend.