Page 375 - Friends

I woke up Monday to news that you attempted suicide.



When I read the comments on your status, you told one of your newer friends that the next time that happens, you'd go to them.

I've been there since the beginning. You're my twin.

You have no idea how hurt I was to read that.

I'm always there for my friends, whenever they text me I reply, on Facebook, always.



I try to make them happy when they're sad, and I offer to talk.

So why is it that when I need them most, when I'm by myself and crying, none of them reply to my messages?

I've never felt so alone.

Last night my boyfriend called me, crying.



I have never heard him cry before.

After asking him multiple times what was wrong he told me his father had been abusing him for years, and tonight he started fighting back, his dad is currently in thee hospital.

Baby, thank you for finally helping yourself.

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Today in gym class, one of my close friends saw my cut up ankle.



She knows I cut in the past, but she thinks I stopped.

She asked "what's that?" I told her it was my cat. She believed me.

I don't even have a cat. I just want someone to at least act like they care.

All my friends tell me I'm the best listener.



Maybe if they would listen to me for once, they would be really surprised at what they hear.

I help everyone with their problems, but they don't know that mine are much worse than "which guy should I go out with?" They haven't felt the way I feel.


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