I am helping my friend, Erin, get through her divorce. Her husband, David, blames me, because I introduced her to my friend, Bryon. When she left her husband, she ran to him. I get that he is angry. David's world is turned upside down. Unfortunately, he didn't listen when Erin said their marriage was in trouble. He was controlling and emotionally abusive. I felt that she shouldn't get into another relationship when she hadn't even finished her marriage, much less with my friend. Anyway, I feel like I'm in a swirling miasma. I act the right way and say the right things, but it makes me tired. I've known my friend, Erin, for over 20 years. Bryon is one of my best friends. I liked David. Perhaps, my anxiety medication blunts the feeling, but I am still afraid it will all go bad. The drama of life. I suppose I will look back and shake my head and mention to someone, remember when? And, they will look at me blankly and wonder at my non-sequitor. But, I want an assurance now. I understand the illusion of control. Someone once mentioned that life would be boring without the drama, and why would I want boring anyway. But, sadness is still there.And, I am scared for them and for myself. I wish I could cry and rid myself of this tension. But, I feel I must be strong.