this week, oh this week

(oh, Megling, remember, remember that night in my apartment in Mesa? When we talked, for the very first time, about not being able to cope? About meds and friendship and lying about it all? Thanks. And thanks for reminding me 2 years later, as I was dealing with moving and falling really hard for a boy and trying to get him back and graduating and failing a class and getting over mono, how far I had come, and telling me you were proud of me. You are amazing.)