Feb 12, 2020
9 min read
How Weak Boundaries Nearly Ruined our Wedding Day
If you don’t stand up, everything will spin out of control
When I was in sixth grade, I had a friend named John.
John was a weird guy. But then again, so was I. As we grew older, John got weirder and weirder, and as he did so, he became very obsessive/compulsive about our friendship. I drifted away. He didn’t.
