Thoughts of a tortured mind It is scary how things can hit a person, how one single second can change your life. I got a text message from a friend back east that our friend was in the hospital. Of course, me being me, I called back to get the details as I don't like being in the dark...I was that way with Will two years ago, and back in April with Ryan. The details changed my mood from actually cheerful to somber. A freak wind blew an umbrella over at the pool and drove one of the spines into my friend's temple. He now lies in ICU with all of his friends and family wishing and praying for the best.

It seems like 2008 has been the year of oddities and disasters happening. Who would have known that another good friend of mine would have died from methadone...the same drug that killed Will two years ago. Who would have seen me hitting rock bottom in illness and sitting in the hospital overnight while the doctors racked their brains trying to figure out what was wrong with me. Who would have known that I have been fighting my mental issues even harder than ever to maintain a solid and semi-balanced live for the sake of my friends around me. Who would have known that friends around me have been experiencing an increased amount of frights in regards to HIV. I never would have guessed it.

In all of this, though, I have to hope that something good will happen. I can't live believing that all hell has come in 2008, even if I don't have the support network/frame that I would have liked. For the sake of the sanity of those around me who have declared me as their rock in the rough tide, I have to hope that things will get better. Don't worry about me...I'll find that rock that is meant for me.

  ¶ 8/07/2008 07:59:00 PM