The good news is that my friend turned out to be alive. I found her online by coincidence and we managed to talk. I found out she fell from a 3rd story window and is slowly recovering. I’m really happy she’s trying to better herself, even on bad days.

The bad news is that I’ve thought about doing something similar but now I’m worried about the consequence of ending up severely injured, being in debt and forced to see someone who doesn’t give two shits about me. Oh and not to mention possibly homeless. I’d rather die at that point than live.