....Im not sure how too begin this entry. Im not sure of anything anymore. How I feel.... How to help.... How to be there for my friends... I used to be good at it. I always (at least mostly) knew the right things to say. What to do in a tight spot. I had a lot of the answers.... Then something changed in me Im not sure what but I can feel it Although I still hangout and laugh with my friends, its not the same. That feeling you get after you were sure you had nothing left Multiple tragic events that happen in a span of days That were never supposed to be You make it out. Tattered and torn but you're still on your feet Im stonger and my eyes are much deeper now, but I cant mend the wounds on my heart and spirit I used to believe that friendship was the strongest bond, but how can that bond exist if its only expressed one way? How can I continue to save those fall when no one will hold there hand out for me? After all Im only a shadow right? My dedication to my friends will be my death, because like a shadow I would never leave their side. I would die for the sake of friendship. Even if they wouldn't make the same sacrifice