If anyone wants to know why I am so bitchy, here’s the reason: My best friend in the world attempted suicide on Saturday afternoon. Without talking to me. Without telling me what was wrong. I got a call from their boyfriend that evening. We both went through our friend Chris choosing to die rather than fight for his life. We were both depressed for several months. For the first year of our friendship, we would get emotional over mile stones that reminded us of Chris. Now? He chooses the same path? To add insult to injury, Chris was chronically ill. His life was greatly shortened. Our friend? Perfectly healthy. He wanted to end his life over bullies and that still upsets me. I don’t know if I can ever forgive him. The pain, for me, is just too much.

G’night.