... that I have problems too.

(I am Lucius btw, call me Luci or lulu)

I don't see everything she does, but i know she sees everything I do, I think. I don't know. I don't want her to know.
I'm meant to be strong but I'm just too depressed. I put on a happy voice for her, for when she's constantly doubting herself, and coming to me for comfort. We don't talk about problems, I don't want her to know I have any.

she'll read this and know but its really bad, I don't want to talk to T either(I never have). I don't want to talk to anyone outside us.

I don't know if it's depression or anger, but I'm sad!

%#@&#!!!! PHONE CALL!!!!!!!!
scared the %#@&#! out of me!