March 20th, a Thursday afternoon.

There was no hug, no “I appreciate what you did”. Not even a thank you. I saved her life, and I didn’t even get a pat on the back. That is the least of my worries though.. You walked in that door so angry, but why? If she wasn’t here today, would you be as angry as you were? She’s breathing, moving, and she’s able, that’s all I care about. “You have to change if you want us to.” Complete bs, honestly. Being sad isn’t something you can just push aside because you want her to change. Necessities can’t buy happiness either, remember that. Check in on her, let her know you care, when she’s not home maybe text her, see how her night is going. Most important, let her know you love her. Those things make a big difference. My friend, you are on your journey to getting the correct help you need and deserve, now you’ll find better ways to express yourself and that’s a big step for you. I can’t wait to see how you are in 5 years, living your dream. Doing the thing you love most.
You’re so smart, so talented, yet so troubled.
“There’s chapters in life just like a book, the last one is just ending but your story isn’t over.
Sunshine or rain, good times or bad, I’ll be there. I’m thankful to have you in my life, it’s almost been 3 years, and more to come. You are very special to me, you’re my bestfriend.