The cow goes moo, the fish says YEET (actually titled "The Importance of Emotion")

The title is entirely unrelated to anything I am saying in this blog post, it's just what came to mind when I thought to myself "what should I title my blog post?" Shenanigans aside, I really don't have anything to write about this week. I had a pretty chill week aside from the work I had to do, and a nice weekend spending time with various friends. Actually, that gives me an idea of what to write about. This weekend was my first time having an in depth, emotional, cry-worthy conversation with a friend I met here. And frankly, it was amazing. My high school was full of a bunch of people who were open to sharing their emotions, or more than willing to listen to you, but nobody really did BOTH. I had the occasional person in my life capable of it, but it was definitely uncommon. So, on to my point. My first semester at Northeastern was rather devoid of emotional conversation. I was just getting over a break up of my 2 year relationship, but we were still really close friends and relied heavily on each other. So I never really took to time to look for friendships like that here, I had what I "needed" already. I wish I had looked for that sooner though, as my quality of life has risen instantly upon finding something of the sort. While I love my friends and they're some of my absolute favorite people I have ever met, I found myself missing deep conversation. Sadly this weekend, my friend's girlfriend of just over a year broke up with him due to the stress that long distance put on their relationship. So instead of letting him wallow in his sadness, I did what any good friend would do. I took him out to spend time with other people that cared for him. We spent time at our friend's apartment and I instantly saw his demeanor improve. Once we had overstayed our welcome there, we went and walked around the streets of Boston for a few hours and just talked. Talking, crying, talking some more, and crying some more. May not sound like the optimal way to spend your Saturday night, but for me it was perfect. Not only did it help him feel better, but it helped me too. We were in very similar situations and discussing the similarities ended up providing closure to us both. So, moral of the story: Don't allow yourself to bottle up. If you have anything bothering you, please don't hesitate to reach out. My phone is always next to me to some extent, and more often than not, I will respond. And as a quick little ending to this, a notice to all of the gamer boys and girls in this class. Apex Legends is a dope game and if you wanna play some time let me know! I hope that everyone takes my advice to heart, it's hella important! See you all in class tomorrow!