But really, I seriously do hate bowling.
Over this past weekend, some old friends asked me to join them to go bowling. Unfortunately, they caught me on one of the worst days possible. Irritable and deep in the blues. So, of course I have absolutely no motivation to go, even though I love them to death
I knew that if I didn’t go, I would feel extremely terrible about it. Then again, I was also afraid that if I did go, I would look like a complete jerk because I was forcing myself to actually go out, even though there’s a chance of a good time.
I had a meltdown over the fact that I had to build motivation to leave the house and also because I was having the debate in the first place.
Luckily, I have some pretty great friends. I simply told them how I felt but they were persistent on the matter and helped me get out of the house.
I cured my hunger with a cheeseburger while I sat back and watched them bowl, their laughs that I missed made me a happier person and I’m thankful for that. I’m grateful to have people in my life that are patient enough to help me through whatever I’m feeling.
Life is better with friends.