Dear friends,
So, I cry one time during school and suddenly I'm a drama queen? Have you forgotten about the times I soothed your broken hearts and gave you relationship advice? While you're whining about that extra pound you gained over summer, my best friend is having flashbacks of the man who raped her five years ago. I stay up all night on her speakerphone, just talking about anything I can think of because hearing my voice staves off the nightmares. My cousin died from cancer last week, and one of my biggest role models is in the ICU right now because she had an ectopic pregnancy and lost her child - along with her will to live. So I apologize if, exhausted, scared, and alone, I teared up a little when our history teacher yelled at me for almost falling asleep.
Sincerely, you can find someone else to complain to. I'm done with you.
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