Anna called me. She said that she has been avoiding me because she wasn’t ready to talk to me yet after our big fight–I called her on her birthday.

It was a really good conversation. We talked for an hour and a half. We talked about how we have each felt let down and treated poorly by one another. We talked about how sad we have felt when we feel like we aren’t living up to our end of being a good friend. I told her that she shouldn’t put me on a pedastal and just assume that however I treat her is ok, often I am a bitch and she should call me on it. She cried a lot. It was good. She told me that she had been afraid to tell me that she was moving because I would say it was a bad idea and she didn’t want to hear it even though she knows it is true. I told her that it doesn’t matter what I think. She has to live her life and be ok with her choices, not me. I will love her no matter what. She cried. She said that she felt like we aren’t very close any more and it hurts her. I told her that she and I will go through phases where we talk a lot and live in one another’s back pockets and everything will be peachy and fabulous. And sometimes we will fight every time we talk to each other and we will need to go long periods without much contact. But we will come back. Cause we love each other. She cried.

I’m really glad that I feel like I have my friend again.