In the past few years, despite not being quite socially active, I've managed to create some relationships. (Not romantic ones, of course!). 

 I once believed that the more people you know, the better. Oh, how naive the young me was!

Some of my relationships were so fragile I was, like, walking on eggshells when I was around them. But some were so so intense that I felt like they always got my back. Always.

Oh, and, fortunately, none of them were toxic (or were they?).

People in those relationships were various in ages, genders, personalities, and be-around stabilities. Some I used to think would go with me "till the end of the line" suddenly disappeared from my life like they never existed. Some I used to think would not want to see me again extended their hands to me as if there was no gap of misunderstandings between us in the past.

But I'm happy the ones I hope would stay, stayed.

And one day, when I was having a tough row to hoe, like today, out of nowhere, they jumped out in front of me and... "Need some help?"

I am grateful I have those people in my corner. I really am.