~3/3/18 12:59pm~
I’m telling myself I willfully binged on Thursday, but I probably didn’t. It was for comfort. I was and still am grieving. A friend of my fiancé’s that I only met once was tragicallly killed in an accident on Thursday morning. I’m an empath so I’m definitely feeling his pain. He’s lost three of his childhood friends in the last couple of years. Perhaps I’m feeling down about it also because she was one of the best people I’ve met. Sure, she made mistakes like the rest of us but she was a pure ray of sunshine. The only time I met her I was so comfortable around her, almost like we were old friends ourselves. She called me beautiful that first day we met and on several occasions afterwards on Facebook, and told me I needed to see that too. She fought for LGBTQA+ rights and women’s rights. She was such a happy, beautiful, and righteous person. Someone I aspire to be. I will do good things in your name you lovely human being. I’m sorry your death was so violent, but I hope you’re at peace and are with your other two friends.
