One of the hardest phone calls I've ever made. I heard this story a few days ago about a family that died of exposure out on a trail somewhere because they were lost and it rained and the temp dropped.. But they'd ran into some other hikers some time earlier who offered them a ride and they didn't accept. Why didn't they accept the help? They thought they could find their way? That they'd be ok? I feel like those lost hikers, refusing help.. so ok, I give in to my embarrassment, I admit to being ashamed, I need help. I need it today. I needed it a year ago. I'm starting a new job in three weeks, I need a whole new life to go with it.
I've gotta stop crying if I'm going to go back to my office
