I Miss Him Everyday :(

6 years ago, I killed my best friend. Our friendship lasted longer than a marriage, countless girlfriends, and a few jobs. Then one day it all changed. I found out he was sick and he quickly started deteriorating in health. After a while it became too tough to manage. So I made a decision and I had him put to sleep. It was absolutely the right thing to do. And I don’t regret that.  Because what life he had wasn’t what I would call living. But I couldn’t do it. I just couldn’t go. So on the day he was put to sleep, I wasn’t there. I have regretted that decision every day since. At a time when my best friend needed me the most and I wasn’t there for him. I can only imagine him looking around at a room full of strangers, laying on a cold table, wondering what was happening. Dying. Scared. Alone.

I’m Sorry Blackstone  🙁


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