Hello again! It's been a while since I've written in here. I just fell away from God. Sarah's death really took it's toll on me. I just recently started finding my way back to God. I've been going to Matthias Lot lately, met this dude named M. Horton. I'm staying with him and his roommate J. McCarthy for a bit so I can get back on my feet. I found that living with my dad was getting me depressed and I was close to ending my life a month ago. I'm somewhat happy now. I'm praying again and reading the bible! But I'm still struggling with drinking. It's gonna be harder now 'cause I just turned 21. Oh yeah! I just got a tattoo of a cross on my wrist. It symbolizes how God will NEVER leave me... it gives me hope.