One day, I was having a bad time at work and I was trying to hide it but I probably wasn't doing a good job. I posted a funny message to Facebook about something stupid in the code and a few minutes later, one of my friends sent me a Facebook IM. I printed it out and went to the bathroom, where I read it over and over again and cried. Then I folded it up and put it in my makeup case. Sometimes, when I need a pick me up, I take it out and read it again and breathe. No one knew what was going on at that job and my friend doesn't know how much this touched me. It says:
I suppose now is a good time to say this to you. You kinda rock, you are of course, irredeemable insane*, but you are intelligent, kind, appropriately caustic, funny, interesting, and someone who more than compensates for the general failures of humanity-at-large. Keep being you.
*this is a compliment coming from him.