Not heros AGAIN?

Quite frankly I've had my fill of heroes, who mine is, and what I think defines them. I don't think about heroes; they're too rare and often times go unnoticed.

BUT. I suppose I can think of someone.

I would say that Christian is my personal (Jesus) hero. (Ha ha, Marylin Manson reference, had to, plus the pun of his name.)

Although he hasn't always been the best person to me all the time, he still has his moments.

Recently I've been feeling blue, and rather friendless. Going through tough times and one more thing atop another, everyday, certainly can press one's patience and sanity. And feeling like I have no real friend to turn to made the problems even worse.

Recently Christian and I have been getting closer, but at this point we still had a few boundaries, and from what I had experienced in the past with him made me feel that he was the last person I would want to spill my emotional garbage on. Until yesterday morning.

I had sent a funny text to one of my friends that I got into a tiff with, just trying to make up, sort of, but I sent it at midnight before I lost my nerve. Anyway, the next morning he sent me a text and asked me not to text him late, blah blah blah, point being he was a +vv@+ about it and hurt my feelers. Coincidentally Christian sent me a text and told me that he was sick of my shizz and was going to ditch me if I made him late for school ever again. Needless to say, I was quite upset. I sent him one that said that I was very sorry and I understand, it just wasn't the time to be kicking Kimbutt around. He was curious, and I explained to him what was going on and he understood. He even had empathy for me for he had been in that position before. I told him that I didn't have anyone to turn to, to rely on emotionally and for someone to support me, and although he did not outright say it, I could tell that he was trying to say that maybe... he... could be... it?

He's a very strange creature, but I'm quite accurate in interpreting his behavior and speech. There, of course, were other circumstances where he was a bit of a "hero" to me. He... saved me... from despair and loneliness more than once. I would like to share the other examples, but I don't think he would want me to. By the way, Christian, since you're reading this, have you found my glasses yet? I'm quite tired of being blind.