Life

Sucks. Rocks. is boring. Too busy. If you can think of an adjective, it's likely I'll be able to relate to it in some way.

Right now, I'm both really happy and really frustrated. And guilty especially. I have a roleplay partner and we're having a blast...and in the weirdest way, we're best friends. But only in so far that our friendship is stuck in a fantasy world.

The moment she brings up family drama, or I bring up something complaining about real life stuff...it's like we're breaking down a wall that we usually don't even admit is there.

The awful part is a part of me hates when she does it. I know things are hard...she's losing her brother! There's nothing harder than knowing that he's dying and there's not much anyone can do about it. But I can't help! Usually I can offer advice, or cheer people up, and help...but with this there's really nothing I can do.

I don't hate that she needs to talk about it, I just hate that i have no idea how to respond to it >.<

It's so awful...I hate it.

-Emmy