Shit...
My asthma acted up for the first time in a long time today. It's still kind of hard to breathe. I was thinking this whole time that I might have grown out of it. I guess I was wrong.
My mom asked me to help her do yardwork in the backyard, since there's a huge mass of dead vines on the chain-link fence and overrunning my dad's old garden. I was out there pulling dead vines off the fence for about 30 or 40 minutes when I first started noticing something was wrong. But knowing about how annoying my allergies can get, I just dismissed it as no big deal and kept working. Then after an hour, it got so bad that I finally told my mom and went inside. I no longer have an inhaler, so all I could do was take an antihistamine pill. Damn things make me drowsy, so I imagine I'll be taking a nap before I go into work today. I'm surprised that I'm still having trouble breathing right now. It's been so long that I've forgot how it felt. :/
I'm so worried about losing one of my friends right now. It's so hard, to know that a good friend of yours is contemplating suicide. And yet it's also hard for me to find the right thing to say. My best friend since 3rd grade, Chris (not who I am referring to), moved to Michigan the summer before my 10th grade year. Since then, we've gradually lost contact with each other, and now we never talk online anymore. I remember the exact moment he told me that his family was moving. We were on the phone and I was standing on the back deck that night when he broke the news. Right after that, I suddenly felt a wave of fear come over me. Fear of being alone...of losing one of the few people that I consider important in my life. And then I lost my dad to cancer the following January, two years ago, and now I don't want to lose one of my only friends. Now that I think about it, it brings back thoughts of last year, when I.V. Holt was killed in a car wreck. So many people were impacted by that. A few people I know were his good friends. I know it must have been so hard for them...and now suppose that one of my friends would no longer be around. I would be more alone in this world than I already am. It truly hurts me to think about it. I'll keep my friend in my prayers...even for someone like me who rarely ever prays. Maybe now you know why I envy those who have several tightly-knit relationships with people. Because never once do they worry about being lonely.
No matter how hard it gets, never lose hope. You always have to have dreams to strive for.
I'm scared.
My mom asked me to help her do yardwork in the backyard, since there's a huge mass of dead vines on the chain-link fence and overrunning my dad's old garden. I was out there pulling dead vines off the fence for about 30 or 40 minutes when I first started noticing something was wrong. But knowing about how annoying my allergies can get, I just dismissed it as no big deal and kept working. Then after an hour, it got so bad that I finally told my mom and went inside. I no longer have an inhaler, so all I could do was take an antihistamine pill. Damn things make me drowsy, so I imagine I'll be taking a nap before I go into work today. I'm surprised that I'm still having trouble breathing right now. It's been so long that I've forgot how it felt. :/
I'm so worried about losing one of my friends right now. It's so hard, to know that a good friend of yours is contemplating suicide. And yet it's also hard for me to find the right thing to say. My best friend since 3rd grade, Chris (not who I am referring to), moved to Michigan the summer before my 10th grade year. Since then, we've gradually lost contact with each other, and now we never talk online anymore. I remember the exact moment he told me that his family was moving. We were on the phone and I was standing on the back deck that night when he broke the news. Right after that, I suddenly felt a wave of fear come over me. Fear of being alone...of losing one of the few people that I consider important in my life. And then I lost my dad to cancer the following January, two years ago, and now I don't want to lose one of my only friends. Now that I think about it, it brings back thoughts of last year, when I.V. Holt was killed in a car wreck. So many people were impacted by that. A few people I know were his good friends. I know it must have been so hard for them...and now suppose that one of my friends would no longer be around. I would be more alone in this world than I already am. It truly hurts me to think about it. I'll keep my friend in my prayers...even for someone like me who rarely ever prays. Maybe now you know why I envy those who have several tightly-knit relationships with people. Because never once do they worry about being lonely.
No matter how hard it gets, never lose hope. You always have to have dreams to strive for.
I'm scared.