Diario de Skparker, 25 jul. 16

So it was a bad weekend. I felt pretty good health wise; that wasn't the issue. But a very close friend of mine died. He was just 23 years old. It's just heartbreaking. I'm shattered and I turned to ice cream for comfort. It was stupid I know, but I just needed it. My SO was a rock star. He dropped what he was doing (Saturday night), got ice cream and came and sat with me while I cried and cried. We just watched cartoons and he let me talk about my friend until we finally went to sleep. It was so nice. But yeah, not a great weekend. Just trying to keep moving forward.