I have friends who care, a great family, and I even have a therapists for said problems and it’s helping some what if anyone cares and trying to laugh my problems off makes it seem like I’m okay, I don’t like to make people worry.
Good. Stay close too good friends and family and hope for the best.
That’s what I have been doing, then when my grandfather left it just hit me with a shovel and put me deep underground with only my weak stick arms and dirt to swallow.