I had a lab in bio where we were assigned caterpillars with a partner. Me and my friend felt like such mothers. We names him Kellin (). He was kept inside a plastic cup with a sealed lid. We came to class after the weekend off and poor Kellin was barely holding on. He died I front of me. The poor darling never had the experience to become a beautiful butterfly. This reminds me so much of teens today. We become depressed and lonely. Trapped inside our own sealed container that is our mind. It suffocates us and we can't escape. Like many of the caterpillars in the class, they made their cocoon and entered the world as a butterfly, but for those ones like Kellin, we give up and die from the enclosed space. When somebody comes into our life to open that container, to break the walls we put up, we are too far gone to have help. In the end, we never make it to adulthood. We are trapped as caterpillars and lose the battle we were fighting. Please, don't give up your fight. Don't end as a caterpillar, end as the beautiful butterfly you were meant to be. I love you Kelly ❤️ R I P you will forever be loved and missed. And stay strong, love. You can break through this barrier. You can win this fight. xxx