“Yes, you’re right. I have to toughen up… there’s always someone who has it worse than me. Sorry I am so depressed all the time… sorry I bring you down. I don’t mean to ruin your day… Or your life. I’d love to stop being depressed. You think it’s my fault, don’t you? You think it’s all in my head. Don’t tell me you understand… you don’t understand! Do you really know how this feels? Do you really know how this grips me inside and threatens to rip me apart? I need to stop feeling sorry for myself… Me, me, me… yes, it’s all about me… I want you all to drop everything and focus on me! I’m sorry I even came out of my room. Oh, yeah… a nice cup of tea will instantly cure me – maybe if you put some strychnine in it. I wish I could just snap out of it… like it was some kind of spell a witch cast on me. I won’t say anything anymore. I didn’t want to bring it up. I bet you’re sorry you asked how I was doing. How am I doing anyway? I’m hurting so bad. I wish there was something that would take away the pain. I can’t handle this much longer. All I want to know is that I’m important to someone. Maybe I want someone to tell me I’m not going crazy, that it is not really my fault. I need to know I didn’t do this to myself and that I’m not the cause of this horrible thing that’s happening to me. I need someone stronger than me… I’m so weak. I need to know you’ll never give up on me. I want to know that I matter. That I’m loved. It helps to have someone to talk to thank you for not leaving me alone anymore.