So it's been a while, but I'm back again. Things have been okay. I'm adjusting to therapy and improving slowly, started writing again, which I've missed. I've been trying to get more sleep at night too, which is annoying 'cause I'm a night owl, but I know I feel better in the mornings when I wake up after 9 hours of sleep instead of 4.
As some of y'all know, one of my dear friends attempted suicide three(ish) weeks ago. Well, early wedneday morning, my cousin walked out of his girlfriend's house and cut open his wrist. If they hadn't gotten him to the hospitial when they did, he probably would have died. As it is, his hand's totally messed up; the doctor's don't think that he will ever regain full use of it. My cousin and I are really close--and I gave him the knife I believe he used as a Christmas gift. I had no idea he would
I really am struggling right now. God is good, but I had a hard blow a few weeks ago when I found out when of my dearest friends has been given two years to live. Those who believe, please pray, both for me and him.
