I know I came here with a lot of baggage; one too many failed relationships, trust issues beyond belief, mental health issues, pretty much everything. I should have told you. I should have warned you that once a week I would panic and doubt the trueness of our friendship. Because I would fear losing you, I would keep you at arm's length. That because of my past, our future is going to be a battle. But, I didn't warn you and for that I am truly sorry. I was afraid to open up, afraid that you would be just like the others and run away to hide. But you ended up being different. The first time I asked if you truly wanted to be in my life, you smiled and wiped the tears from my eyes while reassuring me that I was important to you. The second and the third and the hundredth times after that, you responded just the same; never annoyed and never angry. On the days when my depression hit so hard that I couldn't leave my room to hangout, you were never disappointed in me. Whenever I fail to see my worth, you always find a way to show me just how wrong I am. And for all that and so much more, I thank you. Thank you for our movie nights and all the trips to the lake. Thank you for sharing every single dog video you found on Facebook and for reminding me to take care of myself. But most of all, thank you for accepting me and all my baggage into your life. I know this is not what you planned or asked for in a friendship but you took it on without a second thought or complaint and for that I am truly grateful. I don't know what I did to deserve having you in my life but believe me when I say you are a blessing. I love you.