My best friend passed away in April, and my life has kind of been a struggle to hold together ever since. I've been alienating myself from my friends, and been not so pleasant with my family. It's hard, moving on without him. He was my world, and while I don't want to go on a tangent about my pain or his loss, it really is rough going, losing someone you love, especially when they were so young. Lost potential is an ugly thing, and trust me when I say, I really do understand. I have seen so much death in my life, and it's really sobered me to what is important, while also helping me to cut free from the ties to it or the fears of what's next. At this point, I honestly don't care. I'm ready for my turn, so I guess now it's just one day at a time.