I opened up again about that stuff to another close friend of mine the other day. I cried again haha.. So embarrassing, but relieving as well. It was in public as well, over pho.

What hit me the most though was that she cried for me. The tears though were of hope. She had so much faith in me and most especially in God that good things were planned for me and that one day all that I am and all that I've done and will do would be explained.

I can't even properly describe the moment but it was pretty embarrassing with us both sort of crying over pho haha.

But it was reaffirming none the less. I opened up. I reasserted a true friendship. And the pho was good.

Baby steps and faith. Things will fall into place.

"Only pho warms the heart." Oh man.. Haha