"Hard times will always reveal true friends."
For months, shit blew up. And when I thought it couldn't get any worse, something else would go wrong. A bottom I didn't even know existed dropped out. From someone dying of a heroin overdose to my home being threatened with foreclosure, bawling my eyes out was a daily occurrence. For months. Perpetual heartbreak. Never ending despair. I had lost all hope.
Going through difficult times is hard even with friends for support. But imagine going it alone. To be fair, I had a couple people that but were it not for them, I probably would have pulled the trigger on the loaded gun I was putting to my head almost nightly. My life had fallen apart. And in the midst of it I came to realize people I had been bending over backwards for this whole time, wouldn't bother to lift a finger for me.
It took some time, but here's the truth:
These people, as it turns out, weren't really my friends. I hadn't been let down-- I had been set free.