my parents don’t even have a clue that thing got worse. It’s useless. I can’t be someone because I freak out in public because of my anxiety. I never leave my room. I want out but I don’t have a way. I’m weak. I want to be strong.
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Hi Sam,
I truly understand where you are coming from. I think we are both in need of a friend, my email is laurenjessiebean@hotmail.com. If you ever want to talk I’m happy to.
I sent you an email. It’s nice to have someone who understands.