God Bless Terri

People say that your childhood "prepares you for you adult life" but it doesnt. It's a whole different life. People grow up and change and are never the same.

I know most of you that go through and read these blogs, thrive from others words. Like if a person complains about how bad their life is, that makes you feel better about youself; thinking since you aren't going through that you're automatically the better person. I'm just... I'm tired. I feel like I have been used to know end. I feel like there is no one to talk to, no one that will truly listen, and relate to what I'm saying. The things around me are changing so fast, and I'm not ready for it. I'm desperatly trying to hold onto what's already gone, and when it's gone completley, I'm not going to know what to do. I'm so afraid of change. My friends and I aren't really friends anymore, they've become people that I don't even want to be around. I just feel so lost, nothing I used to like doing gives me happiness anymore. I'm pretty much just dragging through everything.

What is life? How is it that someone could treat someone else so horribly when their life is in their hands? If you were lying in a bed for 15 years, without the capability of moving, talking and just about everything else; would you want to die? That girl, Terri, that has been lying there for 15 years. I think it is so horrible to do that to someone. They are making her starve and dehydrate to fucking death. How the hell could you sit and watch, someone as beautiful as that, rot to death in a bed. When I think of that girl, I break out into tears. I think its fucking sick to do that, no matter the persons capability. Its torture, thats what it is. Those people don't know what shes going through, they don't know whats going through her head. How could they possibly do that to another human being?

Keep your face to the sunshine and you will not see the shadows, you only live once....but if you live it right, once is enough.

God bless Terri.