The popular intervetion for not quite a problem

Is it better to let mistakes be made, or interveen before it becomes to late and they realize they've lost all reason to live?

Last week I would have felt I should simply mind my own bussness and stick around for the after schock of it all.

And yet today I felt as though I couldn't say what I say, act as I do, and simply egnore the thought processing of a friend that was once so close to my own mind.

Now....while I think I've come out of that better then before, and that hte reform HAD to have happend for me, I did have faith through all of that.

I knew why I SHOULD be living....I just wasn't.

However, when I asked her if she noticed how sad she was all the time, and how she had changed so much recently, she said yes.

And when I asked her why she was alive, she said "To have fun"

Only...to me...it dosn't look like she's having very much fun. To me, it looks like she's slowly forgetting that you can in fact, act like yourself around people. You don't have to leav in the middle of a show to go cry in the bathroom.

Either cry on that flower printed couch for all to see, or reevaluate why you feel the need the need to cry in the first place.

Perhaps then you'll find the emptyness around you, the fakeness of it all, and the people there who will be there no matter what.

And perhaps I'm simply sturring things up, and perhaps I'll have three angry teenage girls out for blood tomorrow at my door step....

But I don't regret what I have said, because I took a risk for God, meaning its all worth it.