Why do we suffer alone? Why do we keep our emotions to ourselves, and never share them with anyone else? Why do we kill ourselves this way? I know I do it... I’m guilty of my own accusations. So I know... I know that feeling, of being so alone, of suffering alone, of keeping everything inside, of not letting anyone know what’s wrong, or even that anything is wrong at all, I know damnit and I HATE IT!! Why do we do these things to ourselves? Why, why, why, why? I know the people around me are suffering and are sad and need something, but... I am helpless. I can feel it! I can feel how my friends are feeling, and I hate how they hurt! I hate to see them in such pain. Why, why, why, why, why am I so useless?! What is there in this great world that can change this? I have to find it... I have to have that knowledge... I have to help the people I love!

I may not know how to help them, I may not be able to protect them, I may fail horribly in every way, but I’m going to follow my heart. I’m going to do the things inside of me that I’ve been afraid to do. I’m going to reach out with all my being and if I get smacked down once again as a result, I will stand tall, and try again. I will not be afraid any longer!

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