First, thanks to everyone who made such kind statements about me, I’m all flustered. 🙂
The “good thing” I wrote earlier today was technically for yesterday so I had to find one for today before I go to bed. Today I had two people who were having troubles and worries in their lives and they needed someone to talk to. It took about five hours of talking throughout the day and one long-distance phone call but I feel good that I was there for both of them. That’s my good thing I guess. It doesn’t feel right for me to say that I did a good thing or that I like that I did this thing though. It sounds pompous. To me, I did what a friend is supposed to do, so how does that make it so good? Whatever, I had to pick something so my therapist will be happy. Haha.