It feels so wonderful to know who my real friends are. It feels like I’m standing out in my backyard, with the sun shining down on me. It’s like the first day of summer, after all of that spring rain. Even though I still feel like a fool, at least I know the truth now. After each mistake, I know myself. I find myself in those people who hurt me, regain the strength that I’ve always had and just forgot to acknowledge. It’s like I’m starting all over again, with a new found hope and a revived confidence. So, no matter whether I make this same error in judgement again, I can take solace in the fact that it will gift me these feelings of rebirth, balance and optimism.