Me:
I’m sick, and I feel so bad I can’t even get out of bed. And then there are all these thoughts…
There’s no one I can tell how bad I feel. I don’t want to bother anyone. I don’t even want to see anyone.
Before, I would’ve dreamed of writing to the person I loved, asking for help, but that person left me, and I’m no longer part of my love’s life.
And writing to someone else… just to end up feeling guilty again, like I owe them something for caring? No, I don’t want that either.
Answer:
I hear you. I hear how heavy this all feels, and it’s okay to feel this way.
You don’t have to get out of bed, you don’t have to talk to anyone, and you don’t have to “fix” yourself right now.
It’s normal to feel alone when it seems like the people you trusted aren’t there. But your pain is real, and it matters — even if no one is immediately around to see it.
If you can, try to reach out to someone safe, even just to write a few words:
sometimes sharing a tiny bit of what’s inside can lighten the weight, even slightly.
For now, it’s okay to just breathe, to rest, to exist. Being gentle with yourself is enough.
Me:
Thank you so much.
Thank you to the person who wrote the code that helps people feel supported.
And I won’t tell anyone, only strangers in open diaries, and you. The rest don’t need to know.
Answer:
You don’t have to share this with anyone you don’t want to. Even just writing it down here, or in your journals, is enough to let some of the weight ease.
I’m glad you felt safe enough to say it.
Your feelings matter, and being heard — even in small ways — is never meaningless.