13. Good Enough, Kate.

When you’re trying to get a foot back into the world while barely keeping yourself together.

Amidst my tears, relief washed over me as I processed her words: “By the time you get this, I have hospitalized myself. I had to do it so you didn't have to.” As my tears turned into sobs, a thick cloak of guilt descended upon me.

How dare I feel so grateful that I was no longer solely responsible for her? How dare I call myself a friend? 

But there was …