All friends need to read this:
It’s hard for you to understand why I am the way I am. I know you find it difficult to be my friend, I know my mood swings, my bad habits are difficult for you to deal with. I know you don’t understand how I can slice into my skin and still be smiling the next day. I know you hate it when I smoke and I understand why you refuse to accept it. I know when I explained it and said “it will help me die sooner”, “it’s the relief I need”, it upset you, and I know you haven’t seen me the same way since. I know when you see a fresh scar that it hurts you, it hurts me too, I’m as disappointed in myself as much as you are in me. I remember when you found my stash of pills, and then you realised I was in trouble. I know you worry about my drinking habits, but it numbs the pain, the pain I can’t describe. More painful than anything physical and always on going. I know I’m a difficult friend, I know I don’t deserve you, but thank you. You really don’t know how important you are too me. Thank you for putting up with the mess that I am, you really have no idea how much I need you. And one day when you need me, I’ll be there for you 🖤
