A good friend wrote on my FB wall.

Made me feel like shit. SHIT. I already hate myself, now I have people I love telling me I dont have time for them anymore. That Ive changed. Well. I have changed. Alot. All of us have. I mean, ever since D took himself, Ive been more closed off. Since ive lived in Vacaville i’ve been more career centric. Anything that happens on any given day has an impact on life. I dont think about my old compainions as much as i used to, is that wrong? Am I less of a human being because im stuck in my head and not in the world? I Dunno. I want to end all the misery, but one soul keeps me from doing it. I wish I could join D, but im not ready to yet. Maybe I will be be ready someday. But not yet…Ive got shit to do. 

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Right on, Brother.