It's been one year since the absolute hardest time in my life.
Andrew, we all miss you baby. Not a day goes by I don’t think about you. I’m coming to see you tomorrow so I can talk to you by myself.
Thinking about this time in my life a year ago it makes me both sad and happy. I have become so much stronger. Losing a friend to suicide is a shock to the system in a way that I can’t describe. Honestly, sometimes I don’t believe he’s gone. But I know he’s watching over me and that he’s up there with Jesus.
A year ago, my life was in complete disarray. I cried every single day for hours. Andrew plus a bunch of other situations was so much to deal with, and I thought I was never going to be happy again. Now, looking at myself today, I’ve made so much progress. I’ve become closer with The Lord, which is so wonderful. I’m also SO MUCH STRONGER. Thinking about what was going on a year ago today kills me. I remember the feeling of the bottom dropping out of my world so vividly. I remember every moment from that worst week of my life. Being back there hurts, but knowing I have the strength to get out of that place is such a wonderful feeling.