“I stare at the computer screen, tears falling silently. Why am I crying? Because I have so many amazing friends who dont understand how much theyre worth, how beautiful they are, how many battles they shouldnt have to fight that they have fought. Im crying because they cant see themselves as worth anything, and they rely on the knife to take the pain away. I want to gather them up in my arms, take it all away. I cry because no matter what I do, I cant make a difference. No one listens. < / 3”
