Two years ago I was in the toughest more painful spot in my life. I honestly thought I wouldn’t be here today. Two years ago on may 31st my best friend decided she was gonna go to a party she was 16 at the time mine you I’ve known her all my life. I called her to tell her I had horrible vibes and she didn’t listen we got into an argument I told her I never wanted to see her again she called me a few names we hung up. The next day i got the news she has overdosed on medication at this party because she thought she was being “cool” spent 7 days on the icu just for the doctors to tell us we had to pull the plug... I remember thinking to my self how mean I was what more I could’ve done I blamed my self and sometimes I still do. Two years later and I’m still struggling I miss her like crazy she’s the person I called to make me laugh when no one else could. I remember the pain I because I still feel it EVERY single day. I still go to her grave not as often as I used to but I do. And honestly I still beg god to give her back. I remember leaving the hospital after everything was done and getting home and falling to my knees and begging god telling him please don’t do this don’t my take her. Every days a struggle I don’t wanna do this with out her I feel/felt like giving up at times because the pains unbearable. I just want my best friend back 💔💞