Presley had been my closest confidant for the greatest majority of our time at college. Ever since we had our first drunken night out, and we got to speaking openly about our home lives. Realizing we came from similar backgrounds gave us a connection that became unbreakable. I depended upon her, just as she depended upon me. Only I don’t think she realized just the way I depended upon her.
My mind was my own worst enemy at times. Battling against itself as it created completely unreasonable and unbelievable scenarios that would take over my thoughts. Day and night. Those thoughts would become enough to run away with themselves. They gained a mind of their own and could take over. They became too much for me. These thoughts were repetitive. Painful. And had a habit of coming to my mind wi
