Everybody hurts. Sometimes they hurt for a short amount of time, other times it’s long extended periods that go on FOREVER. The last time I was happy -not talking oh this is exciting but genuinely happy- was two years ago. My 8th grade year. I started to cut myself when I was 13 years old. No 13 year old should be cutting themselves, it’s wrong, but I did. If it weren’t for my friends that I took a leap of faith and confided in, I would probably be dead by now… They listened to me when I was sad, helped me through the tear filled nights, and the times I couldn’t go to my parents for help. Everyone deserves a friend. A friend to confide in, a friend to hold your hand and give you a hug when you can’t seem to feel anything but sadness. Everyone deserves a shot at life, a shot at happiness and no one should have that chance taken away from them, whether they think they deserve it to be taken away or not. Everyone should get a chance to be happy. I’m here for anyone who needs to confide in someone, I’m here for the people who don’t want to wake up the next day. I am a friend to the friendless, an ear to those who need someone to listen, a mouth to those who need advice, and a heart to those who cannot find love anywhere else.