I find there are usually no extremes in relationships, even friendship. One is not always right or never wrong.

Will you ever stop needing to be right?
Will I ever stop needing you to be?

Of course it hurt that we could never love each other in a physical way. We would have been far more happy if we had. But that was like the tides, the change of seasons--something immutable, an immovable destiny we could never alter. No matter how cleverly we might shelter it, our delicate friendship wasn't going to last forever. We were bound to reach a dead end. That was painfully clear.

People being tough with you doesn't mean they're villains.

Even if toxic people are right about what is "good," they are wrong if the approach is not healthy.

I hold a strict policy of automatic grudges against people everyone likes.