Stolen words

"I'm basically a huge coward about making new friends. I'm awesome at making acquaintances. But actual friends? As a grown-up? It all feels like such a risk. It's not uncommon for me to know someone for years before we decide if we like each other enough to make the transition from chatting in Target to actually being real friends."

http://www.rantsfrommommyland.com/2013/12/for-auld-lang-syne.html?m=1

Worth the read. I thought I only felt this very way because I got "messed up" somewhere along the way. I've blamed my work. I've blamed various losses of important people. I've felt I had even more to feel guilty about because I don't have a passel of kids I'm chasing after as a "good excuse". 

Turns out, I'm normal. I'm validated.