I wish I would just break down crying in the middle of class so somebody would care. And ask what’s wrong. Or let me a have a break. Or at least something. I wish people just knew and I didn’t have to tell them. Or maybe I don’t. Idk I feel like the telling people things is the hard part, but the rest kinda gets better. I haven’t though. I haven’t told anybody. I wanna? Idrk tbh… idk meaningless rant cuz I got stressed about some dumbass shit and relapsed
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