State of emergency, how beautiful to be...
No matter how bad I think things may be for me right now, I realized this evening how lucky I am. I was in the back room at work talking to a co-worker and out of nowhere she tells me about what is happening to her lately. I feel special that she can confide in me because I know I am one of the few that knows what is going on with her. Well she told me her story and I just wanted to cry for her, in fact I did a little. Her situation is a million times worse than anything I am going through right now. I just wanted to hug her and tell her it would be ok, but the thing is that I don't know if things will be ok for her. All of my petty worries and bullshit situations cannot compare to her pain. Maybe I am just overly sensitive and worry about others when I shouldn't, but christ, my fucking heart hurts for her. She is known for having a bad temper but for some reason she has always been sweet to me and always listens to me talk and talk. If anything were to happen to her I don't think I would leave my house for a long time. I wouldn't be able to get out of bed. All I can do is tell her I love her and that it will work out because she is truly a good person. I guess I am the type to think that if someone is good at heart then in the end good things will come their way. She has made bad choices in life, we all do, some more than others. But I don't judge her at all for them, I look at the person she is now. I am just an emotional wreck these days. I think I need a weekend to myself more than anything just to think about things. I am growing up and it is scaring the living shit out of me. And to top it all off I am lonely as hell. Goodnight.