So, I just hung out with my childhood best friend for the first time since fifth grade. And . . . wow. The person I used to play Lion King with and hang around her bunk bed like we were babies has . . . gone through some really heinous stuff. She's apparently hooked on weed and pain killers. She's been beat up by - at least - three different ex-boyfriends and has scars all over her body from that shit. I'm . . . speechless.

My life is going so well, and running into her really puts things into perspective. Life is not just about my happiness, but about all the people who've meant something to me in my life. And she was one of the biggest. The person I spent every day with from 4 years old until fifth grade is hurting.

God, and all I can think of is how much I want to help her. Is that fair to her? I don't even like the person she's become, but who she was to me was monumental. I just don't know.

This really hits me and I'm so confused. Gah.

So, I just hung out with my childhood best friend for the first time since fifth grade. And . . . wow. The person I used to play Lion King with and hang around her bunk bed like we were babies has . . . gone through some really heinous stuff. She's apparently hooked on weed and pain killers. She's been beat up by - at least - three different ex-boyfriends and has scars all over her body from that shit. I'm . . . speechless.

My life is going so well, and running into her really puts things into perspective. Life is not just about my happiness, but about all the people who've meant something to me in my life. And she was one of the biggest. The person I spent every day with from 4 years old until fifth grade is hurting.

God, and all I can think of is how much I want to help her. Is that fair to her? I don't even like the person she's become, but who she was to me was monumental. I just don't know.

This really hits me and I'm so confused. Gah.