We're here for you, we all are. Just say the word, we'll listen to you as you pour your heart out over how devastating the whole thing is. We will listen to you. You don't have to think that you might bore us with the same crap because this isn't the same crap. Something tragic happened to someone you loved and you deserve to feel sad if you want to. You deserve to mourn and grieve and talk to us about it if you want to get it all out. We are here for you. But, you're not talking. You're not telling us much about what you're feeling. We respect that. We know that you probably want to have your own space and that you have people you talk to back in your college. You're probably so sick of dealing with the counsellor that you don't want to talk to other people in case you get the same load of crap the counsellor told you. We, on the other hand are dying to talk to you and see if you're doing alright. You are definitely not okay. If we could drive up to where you are now and stay with you for a while we would do it in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, we can't be there with you. But we are here for you whether you need us or not. I have been so careful when I text you these days because I am so afraid of being insensitive or make you feel more depressed because of the things I said. Because none of us truly understand what you are going through, only you do. So speak to us. Talk. Call us in the middle of the night if you can't sleep because everytime you close your eyes it's his face that appears. You can talk to us because we don't know how to reach out to you without offending you. Please, talk to us. I am so sorry for your loss. Take care.
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