For a day that started out rocky and difficult to handle, it ended pretty well. Talks about suicide in class are always difficult, but at least learning how to help out and understand it made the subject a little more bearable. And now i have the tools i need to talk through it just in case something ever comes up. Still difficult to keep my composure in class though, and i never thought that would ever be a problem.
But the good part obviously was part 2. A friendly face, a raised grade, and i finally met last semesters goal. A little late, but i will count it just because I’ve been feeling stressed and down lately. and hey if i get a good friend, a good laugh, and a study partner out of it i can’t complain. no pot included.
"Loving someone who doesn’t love you in return
… is like trying to fly with a broken wing."
This is the first time that I’m legitimately not interested in anybody and its a very strange feeling.