All I want to do is help all of you that I know, cherish, and respect. Regardless that helping out a friend through something rough gives me such empathy I can't help but to sit there, tired and crying, after, even when I should be happy.
What?
I want to help you all. I want to help you all and I don't want ONE of you to say "so, whats wrong with you?"
No. It is not the way it works.I feel like I need a reason to be here, mine helping others out selflessly and not getting anything back. I don't want you to continually ask me, because I don't want to tell you.
And I am not going to cave this time.
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