The basic point of me actually writing a journal entry is because what's going on isn't pure fiction or the will of my own mind. It's because that life happens, and in life it's all real, even when we don't want it to be. And, unfortunately, this is real.

I'm terrified for a friend. Now, this is where you think, "Well, genius, if you're a good person you help them through it or go see them. You listen.". But what do you do whenever they can't open up anymore and you honestly have no way of seeing them?

I can't and don't want to go into details, but that's the only way to actually understand any of this. So I guess I'll leave you with this random, pointless question to ponder:

How can you spend an eternity with someone if eternity never begins?

Think about it, and leave me a comment telling me your response or idea from the question.