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I finished school at 2pm today. So I rang my mum for a lift home. In the car, I was telling her, almost crying, about how three of my best friends aren't talking to me over a pathetic fall out over our summer holiday to Newquay. The behaviour of certain people at my party has made my parents (and me) very concerned about going away for a week with them. Especcially a week costing over #200. So I've had to pull out. And this had led to other people, who were also unhappy going, to pull oput. Which has led to those left going, including Ant, Rio and Joe, ignoring me, blaming me for the others pulling out, and bringing a huge divide in the group, which I feel is completely my fault.
I was telling my mum this, when we got a phone call on her mobile from my dad. I picked it up, as my mum was driving, and my dad told me Kim had been on the phone, could my mum go straight over to there house. I was in the car too so I went with her. Kim's mum has depression, and Kim wanted my mum to pray with her, as she'd had a really bad day.
We arrived and Kim opened the door, it was obvious she'd been crying, and Karen (her mum) came and just collapsed into my mum. I went through into the kitchen where Kim was. Standing, crying, hugging my best friend in the kitchen as her mum sobbed on my mums shoulder actually broke my heart.
My mum took Karen through to the living room, and me and Kim went upstairs where she told me how she'd come home from school at half 1, and Karen had come in as she was eating her lunch, she'd been sent home early from work because she'd been shaking and couldn't cope. Karen had said something Kim didn't understand and just burst into tears. She'd curled up on a chair, sobbing, and Kim said she just looked so small. Chloe was at school and Jo had gone to Newmarket with his work, so Kim had been there on her own with her mum, ringing everyone she could think of to get them to pray.
My mum took Karen to the doctors, and when they came back Karen was a lot calmer, and apparantly the doctor had been very good, and it had all been a result of the tablets she'd been taking.
Its so hard to trust God in these situations. Karen is like my second mum, and I love her so much, and it's just heartbreaking to see anyone you love cry, especially the way Karen was crying. She looked like a little girl. She's struggling to find a way out of the depression, and talking with Kim up in her room, we just can't seem to see the good coming out of this. God promises that everything works together for good, but I'm really not seeing it here. Trusting Him is the hardest thing in the world when you see no way out. But I do know that where my heart breaks for Karen, His heart breaks too.
We just got home.
Please pray for Karen.
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