So... I think I'm just going to stop meeting that (M) whenever I'm having a bad day.

A week or two ago I was having just a shit day. I was depressed but not suicidal, and I had a bad cold. I decided to go to the gym, and I ran into a guy (M) that was there the other time I was feeling depressed. When I met (M) for the first time, he offered me a protein bar thingy and that cheered me up. I was so grateful and stopped feeling so sad. After I ran into him this time, he started speaking to me and was just really encouraging. He reminded me that when he saw me the first time, I looked lost and sad and he wanted to help me feel better so he gave me the protein bar. He's a Christian and goes to church and wants to be a pastor. He used to be a gang member, and he became a Christian and everything turned around for him. He's about 36 and was born and raised in my city. That's why I can talk to him because he knows all the areas because he's from here. He was super encouraging this time and I left the gym happy and a lot better. I went to the gym just to get some exercise and stuff and I was sad. I left the gym not sad and with a whole new outlook because of (M). The next time I went to the gym and I ran into him, he greeted me with a hug. That's nice, huh? I feel like we're just friends, but he's like a brother or something to me. The reason I say I won't be meeting (M) when I'm feeling sad is because of this:<br><br>I was having the WORST DAY EVER today. I was crying and I just ran to the gym. I was crying in my car when I got there, and I didn't even give a fuck, I just sat in the car and cried. I walked into the gym and I was still crying and I didn't even give a fuck. I was so sad and lost and I needed an outlet. I was so lost and I was looking for a treadmill and this dude (M) took me to where I wanted to go. I could tell he was looking at me and I could tell he was really concerned. I was lost and that's when he walked around and was like "Hey I couldn't help but notice that (pauses) you look like you're in a bit of a rush or you're distraught. Everything okay?" I was a bit surprised and this dude had a British accent. I started crying again and he decided to talk to me. He asked me if I could sit down and talk to him for a bit. I said sure and I sat down with him. He started to listen to me and then he pulled out his phone and started texting and called his friend. He said he was going to introduce me to his friend and it would be good for both of us. His friend (M) was from the UK as well and he was in the states for work and to learn more about business. I was crying and sad and I was talking to (M) that helped me get to the treadmill and now I was talking to (M)'s friend (M). He was really nice and he reminded me of that kid from Harry Potter. Anyway, I can't really remember everything that was said, but I was lost and sad and these two men (M) approached me. I was crying and they showed me they cared. They said they could tell I looked sad and lost and they approached me. I was really happy whenever I was talking to them. They made me smile and they made me forget all my problems. They made me feel important and they just listened to me ramble on and on. They were just good listeners and good people. They were really nice and I was sad and they cheered me up. They made me feel better. And that's why I think I'm going to stop meeting (M) when I'm sad. It's just too good for me whenever I'm sad and (M) talks to me. (M) are the best.