Not a day goes by that -- for one reason or another -- I don't heave a great sigh and think: "I am a terrible friend."

Relationships are complicated. Social media makes it worse. Is so-and-so not returning my texts and calls because she's mad? Did I make it worse by calling and apologizing when I don't know if she really is mad? Why hasn't she called me back since unless she IS mad? Was that passive-agressive message on Facebook from another so-and-so meant for me?

I vowed a while back that I wouldn't post anything for the masses on social media that I haven't already talked over with the person involved. I've started and deleted a lot of posts with that promise in mind. I wish more people would make that vow.

I'm not a perfect person. The fact is, sometimes I am a terrible friend.

The hard part is forgiving myself, and hoping that the other people forgive me, too, when they are ready.

The guessing game just makes it worse :P

The sooner I stop worrying about what other people think about me, the happier I will be... or will I?

Aren't we supposed to care about the feelings of the people we love?

Gah! And now I'm right back where I started: "I am a terrible friend."

I must do better.