So I woke up today, thinking it would be a normal day. I had breakfast and then my mum came up to my room. She sat down and she looked into my eyes and she said 'Grace, Leah has been incredibly ill in hospital and has been diagnosed with type 1 diabetes'.
To some people that's not a big thing. But to me...I cried.
I feel like a really selfish ass...I sent you text after text calling you selfish for not replying to my texts but little did I know you were dealing with a possible fatal blood disease. I hate myself now because...
You are my best friend. I swear to God, if anything ever happened to you I don't know what I would do. Honestly, you're that person I'd trust with my darkest secrets and my life. I love you so much in every way. But you have to be strong. Stay strong. I'm sat worrying my ass off.
You literally have been through everything with me...We've had the WORST arguments ever and every single time we made up and damn...I call you my sister now. You are SO close to me.
Every single time I'm with you, you make me and smile and laugh like an idiot but I don't care because you don't judge me.
You have to stay strong and keep fighting and keep on smiling. Because if you stop smiling...I will.
I. Love. You. Bitch.
I'm proud to be your friend, you are so brave not just diabetes but the operation you had on your hip...Everything. You've been through alot and I'm very proud to call you my best friend.
The best of the best. The only friend who I would ever say any of this to.
Leah. I love you, kid.
Stay strong for me~! ❤️
