Dear T,

I lied to you. My whole happy and smiling façade was pretty good, wasn't it? I needed to lie, or else you would get too serious. I need to get through next week and then I'll take this depression and SUI thoughts seriously. I want to tell you next week. I want to say "hey, remember last week? I wasn't at a 6.5, I was at a 9 on the SUI scale. See, you will never know that I am in a crisis until it is over"

Honestly, don't expect that you can help me. I've only opened up to one person, and that was my old T. It took 4 years before I did too, so good luck.

The "doing just fine" galaxy...