So. Best friends. Patrick and I were that. We even promised to grow old together (but not as a couple, just besties.) Yet, for some reason, you can't seem to tolerate my existence these days. It sucks. It really does. I used to count on Patrick. A lot. I kind of still do, but I don't let it show. I don't let him see how much his opinion really matters to me, but I know he can tell. He's not an idiot and you don't need to be a rocket scientist to figure it out.
So, I went out for dinner with my friends today (the gang of people I've been besties with since the 7th grade). We had a lot of fun, and when I got home I was on the cloud 9 of happiness, and incredibly hyper. Like my old, more innocent self. I liked it. Patrick ruined it. I cried. Yadda, yadda.
So, as usual, I turned to strangers on the internet to comfort myself and I confided in them -- since my best friend was no longer available. Travis told me his story with his best friend. It's a similar situation, and I feel a bit better. We talked a lot. It was nice. To get it out. To someone who understands the situation..
I'm going to wait it out, and hope he talks to me.
I'm so scared that he won't...
Peace&Love
My advice (and you can take it however you want to) - find someone else to depend on. Best if it's yourself. This happened with me and Riley. I think it might be different with you and Patrick, but just give him space for a bit. Some people don't like being depended on that much; it smothers them. Maybe you hate advice, or maybe you already had this idea in your head (it sounds like your thoughts were going there if they're not there already). Just thought I'd say that.
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