Yes.
I will lose another.
I am losing another.
They're just slipping right through my fingers...
More like wiggling, trying to break free...
But I'm not holding on anymore.
If I had known sooner...
If they would have told me...
Maybe it wouldn't have hurt so much.
Maybe I could have been able to recover.
This will be tough.
Tougher than the last.
At least I have one person in my life to trust.
One person to help me through this...
And God.
God...
Help me.