Venting - here was easiest
Bleh.
One of my very dear friends had someone pass away that she was close to a few weeks back. Since then, people have been dropping like flies that are like one degree of separation in my life. I have been to more hospitals and funerals the past couple of months than I have in my life. At least it feels that way.
Now these people that are dying, I know them, other than my friends' friend I mentioned earlier. They were parents of a few friends I grew up with, even grandparents. One was a friend but over the weekend, one was someone I considered my only enemy in life.
She hated me, over a boy from a military school she wanted to date that I was. Now that sounds bad but I had no clue who she was and that she even liked him. She knew of me from the neighborhood but only befriended me long enough to confirm I was dating this guy. Since then she would constantly bully me. First it was verbally then it was physically over the course of a few years. My first fist fight was her and that was after this guy and I broke up.
Now, 20 odd years later, she is dead - leaving a husband and two small children behind - from a drug overdose. Granted I do not feel sorry for her, she had so much to live for - though I do not know if there were any issues at home but one would think having two adorable children would be enough to clean up your act. I feel sad for her kids. She was a catty bitch to me but a loyal friend to those she loved. She was fierce, I gotta give her that but how do you get here...
I dont know... I feel something, just not sure what exactly. It isnt really worth it to dwell on it but it was worth a few moments of reflection and a trip down amnesia lane. R.I.P Angela ... seems like you needed the abyss.
One of my very dear friends had someone pass away that she was close to a few weeks back. Since then, people have been dropping like flies that are like one degree of separation in my life. I have been to more hospitals and funerals the past couple of months than I have in my life. At least it feels that way.
Now these people that are dying, I know them, other than my friends' friend I mentioned earlier. They were parents of a few friends I grew up with, even grandparents. One was a friend but over the weekend, one was someone I considered my only enemy in life.
She hated me, over a boy from a military school she wanted to date that I was. Now that sounds bad but I had no clue who she was and that she even liked him. She knew of me from the neighborhood but only befriended me long enough to confirm I was dating this guy. Since then she would constantly bully me. First it was verbally then it was physically over the course of a few years. My first fist fight was her and that was after this guy and I broke up.
Now, 20 odd years later, she is dead - leaving a husband and two small children behind - from a drug overdose. Granted I do not feel sorry for her, she had so much to live for - though I do not know if there were any issues at home but one would think having two adorable children would be enough to clean up your act. I feel sad for her kids. She was a catty bitch to me but a loyal friend to those she loved. She was fierce, I gotta give her that but how do you get here...
I dont know... I feel something, just not sure what exactly. It isnt really worth it to dwell on it but it was worth a few moments of reflection and a trip down amnesia lane. R.I.P Angela ... seems like you needed the abyss.