Earlier this week, a dear friend of mine took her own life.
Spent 3 days away from everyone and everything wondering what the fuck happened... the last thing she told me was “hi” via text, assuming she was just starting her day. No response from her after a few messages. No response from her after a few hours, which led to days. She was fucking beautiful... she lost her battle with depression and borderline personality disorder.
Dammit...
Tomorrow I travel 6 hours to watch my worship leader and good friend Chad, finally get married. It’s finally happening. I’ve known this dude for 10 years now and I’ve known his fiancée since she used to sing with us.
But I can’t help but feel sad...
I miss her...
I miss you Anna...
Fuckin hell we were gonna party it up this weekend... 😖😩
I was going to tell her how much I loved her...
