Dear You,
Last night, I broke down in front of my best friend.We were talking about mom and than her boyfriend at the time and I just cried and I have no idea what triggered it.
All I know is, I told her everything on how I felt. I told her I feel broken. I don't like how her boyfriend is an asshole to me for no reason, how I used to cry in the bathroom stall just so I don't make a big scene in class. I told her I hate how my life has become and I hate who I am. I told her everything.
After I did, she just had a concerned, yet sad look in her face.She felt bad, and that's not what I wanted from her. She then hugged me and comforted me while I was crying so hard. Never in my life have I opened up like that to anyone and cried about it.
She talked me through it and told me it was going to be okay. I didn't believe it, but I continued to let her speak.
Even though I wish I never said anything, I'm a little happy that I let some of the things out that's bothering me for her to hear, because it probably would've eaten me alive and I would've let it.
From, Me
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Dear You, From, Me [COMPLETED & EDITING]
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