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Tonight was something of and off night. So many emotions flowed through tonight. Sam was going through some things and was in a really distraught mood for most of the night. I didn't really know all that much of what's going on since we didn't really talk all that much about it.
I really, really feel for Steve right now. He's going through so much hell right now and he seems inconsolable. His description of what all happened today was an indicator of why he felt the way he did, and I don't blame him one bit.
What happened tonight made me feel so bad. I can't stand to see my friends, people that I truly love and care about, in so much pain, so sad, so angry. And it makes me feel even worse that I can't do a damn thing about it. I feel so helpless because I can't be the friend that I feel I should be. I can't be the one to make them feel at least a little bit better, to brighten their day somehow, some way. And that kills me inside. I feel helpless.
While Steve was describing all the things that were going on with him, I almost broke down in tears. I felt for him so bad. Sam, even with all that was going on with her, stayed with him and listened to him. I was there shortly but I got up because I was about to start crying and I didn't want anyone to see me like that. Mad props to you, Sam. Props indeed.
Before I start crying while writing this I'm gonna eat a snack and then go to bed. Steve and Sam, if you're reading this know that I'm always here for the both of you anytime, anywhere. You need someone to talk to or whatever call me, knock on my door, send your spirit to possess me in my sleep, whatever you have to do. I'm here. Just remember that.
Goodnight.
I really, really feel for Steve right now. He's going through so much hell right now and he seems inconsolable. His description of what all happened today was an indicator of why he felt the way he did, and I don't blame him one bit.
What happened tonight made me feel so bad. I can't stand to see my friends, people that I truly love and care about, in so much pain, so sad, so angry. And it makes me feel even worse that I can't do a damn thing about it. I feel so helpless because I can't be the friend that I feel I should be. I can't be the one to make them feel at least a little bit better, to brighten their day somehow, some way. And that kills me inside. I feel helpless.
While Steve was describing all the things that were going on with him, I almost broke down in tears. I felt for him so bad. Sam, even with all that was going on with her, stayed with him and listened to him. I was there shortly but I got up because I was about to start crying and I didn't want anyone to see me like that. Mad props to you, Sam. Props indeed.
Before I start crying while writing this I'm gonna eat a snack and then go to bed. Steve and Sam, if you're reading this know that I'm always here for the both of you anytime, anywhere. You need someone to talk to or whatever call me, knock on my door, send your spirit to possess me in my sleep, whatever you have to do. I'm here. Just remember that.
Goodnight.