This was shared to me by a dear new friend. Her name is chidinma and she’s going through a rough patch.
I hope you fix things with your Leah.
I know I will start to try.
I hope this touches everyone who follows my blog as it has touched me.
God bless us all.
It’s hard to watch you these days. I’ve seen you go from being the bubbly robust personality full of jokes, life and love to this docile adaptation of your existence. You used to be my go to girl. For laughs, the occasional emotional high, the random deep conversation. These days, I stare into your eyes and all I see is emptiness. It’s like you were a ziploc bag full of water and then I ran a knife through it. Apt analogy because I did run a knife through you. Through your heart and soul. I emptied the contents of everything that was warm and good and fuzzy and happy. Now it’s just a hollow cocoon.
There’s someone else Leah,
It didn’t help much that I wanted Rachel from the start. She was indeed the first person I met when I first arrived on Uncle…
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