The past month has been a eye opening month for me, but yet a really hard one as well. Within the last 5 or 6 months I have made a great friend in Shona Stich. She is the type of person who has a heart of gold, would give her life in order to save another. She is a remarkable girl, and our friendship  has recently started to grow and grow very strongly.

About 3 months ago, Shona ended up moving to Pittsburg, Ks. with her serious boyfriend. After living together for a month or so, her b/f decides the relationship isn't for him, so he moves out. Shona and him still remained friends, but this killed Shona. Well over spring break, they got back together. Josh ( her boyfriend) regreat ever leaving her, realized he made a mistake so they got back together. Well he continued to live here at home, while she lived in Pitts. They rarely got to see one another, and when they did, Josh was to busy to make time for her. She would make the trip to come to town and see him, but he would be to busy with his friends. Finally Shona asked him, what he wanted, again he told her that the relationship wasn't right for him, so he left her.

Like I have said, Shona and I have become really close here within the last couple months. And after Josh did this to her, I was the one who would listen and try to comfert her. Well the more I listened to her, the more I realized I was in the same situation. I was in love with a man at one time, who wanted nothing to do with me. I was good enough when he needed sex, but anything else was out of the question. Well here Shona was in the same situation, and this killed me. But what else bothered me, was that now I finally got to see things from the other side. Seeing Shona go through this allowed me to see what my family saw when it happen to me.

She doesn't want to be with him, but then again her heart is fighting with her telling her not to let go. It really upsets me, to know that I've gone through this and still I can't help her. I can't tell her what to do inorder to make it all go away, I can't tell her how I got over it because honestly I don't know. But it kills me to sit here and just watch this slowly tear her apart. How do you help someone through times like these? Do you sit and cry with them, Do you go out and do things to keep their mind off of things? Or is it a combination of them all?