Time’s Up: The Craziest Month I’ve Ever Had
I’ve often told my closest friends that, for someone who hardly ever goes out (or even leaves my room, now that I think about it.), I certainly do have a lot of interesting stories. Crazy is just magnetically attracted to me. I can’t explain it. And the past month has certainly been one of my craziest. It started with one of my closest friends killing himself and it ended with this: Yeah, pretty crazy. While not the first threat on my life, it is the first time I got one through email. Who knows how I’ll get my next one. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Flashback to the beginning of October. I was at a loss for words. I found out that my friend had committed suicide. I couldn’t believe it. And I didn't at first. Even seeing the funeral invite made me think this was all a horrible joke being played to punk close friends for a TV show. A horrible thought, for sure, but I'd prefer a bad joke to a terrible truth. But after attending the funeral and seeing how it wasn'...