I am alive. If I told you I was okay then I'd be lying because I am far from it.
I got out of the hospital went home and fell asleep before I could message anyone back. I woke up about an hour ago to a text message that was sent to me at about 5AM from my friends sister saying he died in his sleep. As if I wasn't already suffering enough, this just set me off the edge. I can't talk or even think logically at this point.. I feel like I am high on anesthesia with how impossible it is to even put my thoughts together. What the actual fuck even am I right now?
Joe, I'm so sorry you're going through such a hard time right now. I hope you stay strong and things get easier soon. You know I care and you can talk to me anytime.
Thing will get better