Short stories {TRIGGER WARNING}

~Warum~

Wow. I just-
wow.

It's 3 am and I had just finished watching 13 Reasons Why.
That's right. I finally watched it.
And i'm not ashamed to say I cried. A lot.
I would specify but I don't want to spoil.
I can't even describe how much this means to me. I'm not even sure why, or exactly how. But it does.

Wait, let me take a step back.
I relate? I guess.
I mean my life is shit.
I know, I know, my life isn't as bad as hers. But just because it's not the worst doesn't mean it's not bad.
I'm not going to go too in depth because many people who read these know me in real life.

I don't know, I just. ugh.

I thought I had more to say, but I guess I don't.

I'm literally watching Voltron because I couldn't fall asleep and, ya know, why not?

I'll tell you something. They is someone I know, and they know I am the way I am and I know they are the way they are. They offered something to help me, I said no. Because I know that I wouldn't take what they need, even though I may need it too.
They did give me some advice. It was that sometimes talking, and telling someone helps. They said it helped them.
But I've tried several times to tell people, and they pushed me away. Those people ignored the signs I gave them, then later said that I should be careful about what I say to people because "you never know what someone's going though". Do people ever realize that they could say that to someone that is going though something. Does that even come to mind? How many hints do you have to drop for people to see the obvious? I lost count. And the people who do get it, act like it's nothing, like it's all for show, fake, just for attention.
People these days are not very smart. And the ones that are smart are usually jerks. But there are some of us, that are real, that notice everything, that feel but don't always show it. We are not asking for attention. We are not fake.
We are not noting.
We are here.

~Warum-why