It's kind of sad really...watching someone who's been with you for so long, start to turn on themselves and become this big turbulent and sour mess that is just so twisted you can't even recognise them anymore. It's sad because you want to help but don't know what to do. You want to say something, but come on. What words are there to say? You want to reach out and hug them till it's better, but it's never that easy. Yeah it's terribly sad. But let me tell you what's even sadder; when that person is you.