Laying in bed crying too hard to fall asleep. I need to talk to you. Please, please don‘t also take away that I can call you if I do. I‘m scared. I don‘t want to be alone. I really can‘t deal with this. Grief, being abandoned by friends, struggling with my thoughts, and now you‘ve hurt me more than ever before... I can‘t sit with this for a whole week. Please don‘t be mad at me.