One of my dearest friends, my sister - not by birth but by choice, the other side of my coin...... is struggling. In fact, she's been struggling for quite a while now. I have been aware she wasn't herself for a little while, but I've been so busy I haven't really taken the time I should have to check in on her.
Today I did. I had a feeling she wasn't doing so well. My beloved friend is suffering from depression - she is in the pit of an all encompassing sadness, and is filled with anxiety and despair. Tonight I let her know that she is not alone. Many of us have been through this. I am there for her. I love her.
I know that these words are just that.... they're only words. But when you feel like you are alone, sometimes these words are really enough to make you see that you aren't alone.
I love my friend so much, and I wish I could take away her pain, of course I can't - but I would if I could. She has seen me through so many trials in my own life, and has helped me to see that there is light at the end of the tunnel, no matter how dark it seems. She is so strong and she is such an inspiration to me and many of our mutual friends. Soon I hope she can look in the mirror and see the amazing woman that her family and friends see when they look at her. More than anything I wish I could hug her and tell her it's going to be ok. Sometimes, distance is a bitch.