Life Support.

Today, I read a story about a bride who died during her first dance with her husband. Heart Failure. I thought to myself, Really?

    Tonight, I watched a movie called life support, a fresh awakening to AIDS. Sometimes, i feel like I can do nothing to fight HIV/AIDS. I just have to watch.

Yesterday, I got a letter of acceptance to a school I want to go to. Suddenly, I became afraid. I don't want to leave. To move on. I started to look at my fears more specifically, and realized I fear being alone. I fear being the only one who cares about HIV/AIDS. I fear being the only one at Chico. I fear being alone. Period. Not having a wedding day. 

    So, God: Take my fears. I don't think this is how you intended it.