It’s been a week.

21 Jul

And a difficult week at that.

You know what I said last week about the fucked up karma. It is fucked up. And it fucked up big time this week. It did exactly what I didn’t want it to do, and it’s the saddest thing that’s happened in a long time.

Even though I didn’t know you that well, I’ll still miss you. You were the only girl at the apartment when I visited. Now it’s going to be me and all the testosterone. I wished that we could have known each other better, because from what he told me, you were a pretty cool person.

I’d like for him to talk to me about it, but I know he doesn’t want to talk about it at all.

I realize now more than ever that I’m so lucky to be where I am, and who I am. No matter my disease. No matter how many meds I have to take a day. No matter my trips to Seattle to see the doctor. I’m here.

I’m here.

❤ Abby


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