Fast forward to last night. "Elsie" got in touch with me for the first time in over a week. Needless to say I was thrilled she hadn't forgotten me and chose to contact me on her own. (There is a little spring in my step today that's been missing... but I'm trying not to go overboard). Anyway, this was a really nice chat... detailing how busy she's been, sorry it's been so long, some laughing, some flirting, etc. At one point she offered a piece of advice... unprompted. Not wanting to ruin the mood, I deftly chose to change the subject and continued on while my mind churned. "Who is she to give that kind of advice? How does she know what's best for me? How dare she?" I was a little fired up. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. Rewind the clock and over a week ago I was doing exactly the same thing with her (as detailed here). What must she have been thinking on her side then? Probably the same things I was last night. I felt like such a heel. I had become the annoying golf partner. That was a wake-up call.
My mind has begun to become less clouded lately... a feeling fellow depression suffers fully understand. I probably wouldn't have noticed (or cared) a week ago. I can and will do better on this!
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