Last tuesday he asked me why I was so sad and I really wanted to answer properly. I did not want to say “I don’t know”, as all the other times. I wanted him to know that I wanted to tell him – i wanted him to know how much I needed to tell him. But I couldn’t get a word past my tongue, because I really didn’t know. I wish there was a reason, you know? Sometimes it would be a whole lot easier if I just knew, that I could say I was abused as a child and that’s why I have suicidal […]