I lost a friend yesterday.
A lorry driver failed to see him stationary on his motorbike at lights. No speed, as we'd teased him about in the past, just a stupid case of ignorance and poor driving on the part of the lorry driver, resulted in his death.
One of my closest friends, we'd known each other since we were five. Grew up together, shared our first kiss, then quickly realised we were better as friends and remained so ever since.
I don't know what to think now - what to feel. I'm just numb. The tears keep coming, but even as I right this now, I still dont think I believe it, truly.
I honestly dont remember all of the last 24 hours, except to say I havent had any shakes or bars - but have eaten - god knows what.
Strange, how quickly the habit forms. Logged on the pc just to do something... and this was the first site I brought up.
Suddenly the diet doesnt seem to matter, but for the person I was yesterday, it does. I can't stomach anything at the moment - not even vanilla