I’ve always been a therapist. I didn’t choose it. People just come to me. For everything. I get the texts and I respond with paragraphs. I tell them it will be okay when I don’t know myself. I’m a very positive person. It’s hard for me to not be. But I get these random moment. When the world is falling and I am going with it. All the pain leaps at me. I just want to talk to someone. I want a friend who is like me.
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i have no idea who you are, but i get where you're coming from. and i'm sorry that you're always the one to be at other people's side, with no one at your own. i'm sorry you're stuck fighting not only your own battles, but the other ones that people have dragged you into. i can't imagine how much you're hurting, but i know that it's a lot for you. and i'm so sorry that you're in pain, you don't deserve that. you're a stranger to me, but i love you. and you're cared for.
and hey, you can message me if you want to. i'll listen.