you were the first person to tell me that you had depression. you even showed me where you cut. at that time, I didn't understand how courageous that was, opening up. I'm sorry I didn't offer a hug or anything. you just told me to find out who I liked. imo, not worth it. now I understand the shit you go through, but you also have a PTSD brother, biracial, and bisexual. that's so much shit to go through. I'm so sorry. that day when I pointed out that you should use lotion, you just snapped at me. it's not your fault. you were feeling off that day. I just want to let you know, in the swimming world, our skin is shit. we all know that. we don't point out the need for lotion unless we care about each other. you don't know that. but now you do. youre so fuxking talented at acting and basketball and just being a great friend. thanks for teaching me so many things about our universe. it's full of wonders, but not wonders for me.
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