Friendship Destroyed and Salvaged

They get along extremely well. It hit a rocky start because of differences in their personalities. But, they've talked about it, and they're going to make it work. I am sincerely happy for them, and I hope that it works out as well.

But this is my problem with it: it's going to work out. I've already talked with all involved parties, and we've all made very clear that the three of us are going to remain friends regardless. They claim that each of them worry about me. I have repeatedly told them that I've bounced back from much more difficult situations before, and yet they ignore that. I am not sure what I have to do to convince them otherwise. It's not like I'm going to kill myself. I've already told her that I c/wouldn't go through with it. She hit me after I said that.

But to more clearly illustrate the issue, she's his girl. Not mine, nor will she ever be. And I need to stop thinking that it would ever be possible, because it won't be. She's let this be known a million times before. I just choose not to accept it.

So, yesterday, during a break in a day-long celebration that I was attending, I go to visit her (since she's closest) to apologize for acting like an arse over the past week. We go for a walk, and talk a good deal about me, platonic friendships, and how I can put myself in one. I believe that it went well, and hopefully I've fixed whatever problems I've created between her and myself. Then, I called him. I apologized to him as well. We talked for a short while, and I explained that I was an idiot, I screwed up, and now I hope that he and I are cool like we once were.

The coming week will let me know what will happen.