It's a depressing realization to figure out that you are no one's best friend.
Sometimes I wonder if I was for anyone at any time.
Besides my cats.
I want to matter to someone. But it's hard when with so many we have parted physically, behaviorally, emotionally, mentally...
I have stupid fantasies of someone responding to this post saying, "Me! Me! How could you forget me?!" But that's just not realistic. No pressure if you do consider responding, though.
