Matt had been close friends with my brother, Daniel, for a year or so and that's how I met him. He was a junior while I was a senior in high school. I was in dire need for a prom date so I asked him and luckily he said yes. Matt was such a sweet and kind guy who would do anything for anyone. I began to think of him as a really good friend. The very moment that I began to think this, a new me was silently being discovered. This is the moment when both truth and regret struck me right in the heart.
We were walking around the block near my great aunt's house. We were just talking and then all of the sudden I could not hold the emotions in any longer. I just started going on an emotional tirade.
"I'm sorry I always talk to you about these things. I really am," I said ashamed of my actions.
"Don't be sorry, why be sorry?" Matt responded.
"I'm just sorry for everything," I said with my head down as tears began to run down my face.
"Jenn stop. You know what, I'm not going to sugar coat this, you need to frickin start being more happy, ok, enjoy this life that you have and the health that God gave you and the life he gave you, because this is something that is so special, and I'm sorry that Dan and you don't get along but you're not doing anything to help it when you think the worst, you're always thinking the worst... stop it hun, your killing yourself, just stop being so damn in the dumps, smile, be happy once in awhile, and stop being so negative all the time, you've got one life, that's it." Matt sounded as if he had just spoken such...