It’s hard reaching out for help. Not like that’s a new and wild statement.
I reached out to one of my oldest friends for some resources. It’s weird because we’ve know each other for so long but I don’t think I’ve really reached out like this to them. It made my cry being valnarable like that with them. Admitting that I’m broken. They are so put together and I’ve been the support in many parts of our relationship.
I can understand wanting to drown before reaching for help. It’s almost embarrassing but the bigger feeling is how much of a burden I feel like. I know my friends love me and want to be there for me but I don’t want them to have to. i never want to be the liability. I want to be the support, the one everyone can rely on but I’m breaking down.
Like a waterfall on the rocks below, my tears are eroding this rock.
… yup
















