You learn that life is a kaleidoscope, always moving, always changing, always brimming with endless colors. They might be bright, they might be dull.
We will all, at some point, experience grief so grand, so earth-shattering, that anyone who even glances in our direction will see it.
How about we start giving mental illness the respect it deserves so that people who suffer can get the right kind of help and not simply be set up for failure?
When you first realize you now love someone who loves drugs more than absolutely everything, it’s a hard pill to swallow.