She's Not Alone

This is for one of my really good friends. I love her dearly and I will always be there for her. She's not going to see this but it's my way of saying she's not alone. My friend just told me that she cut herself but not to the point where she bled. She's not alone because I understand why she cut herself. It's because of the pressure to be perfect. It's because you feel like whatever you do isn't good enough for anyone, not even yourself. It's because you reach your breaking point and you don't know what else to do. I hope she doesn't make a habit out of this because she's an amazing person and I hate to hear that she's feeling this way. I would be so depressed if she were to kill herself. I hate the feeling of depression. It's always lurking around me. I've gotten to the point where no one can really ever notice if I'm okay or not. I'm pretty sure it's not only the two of us that feel this way. That's why I'm writing this. So dear friend of mine, I fucking love you. There are sooo many people that love you. She's not alone. I understand. I'm pretty sure a lot of people understand.