One night in exchange for two more bad nights? Why does it have to be like that? Aren't there people who can have multiple good days and just be happy? period? It's taking everything in me to not root through my drawers for the extra bottle of meds I kept. God only knows what I would do without M. She may not be the most emotional person but she knows what to say to me, how to take my mind off it and how to hug me without making me cry but feel cared about. She truly is the big sister I was meant to have and I firmly believe she was placed in my life for a reason. if I believed in other lives, etc she would be the constant in all of them. Truly my soul sister. Thinking about her support is honestly the one thing keeping the tears at bay.
Can someone really not be meant to be happy?