When I was depressed, I often wanted to be alone…but there were days I wish I had someone to talk to..Just someone who’d listen no matter how much it didn’t make sense. I wished people were patient with me instead of giving up and walking away. No matter how much I disagreed with it, I really like it when someone told me things would get better..Because its true. There was something my friend once said to me that really helped, I’m not quite sure how he said it but it was something like this.- There’s no point in wasting time over something you cant control, No amount of crying, No amount of sorrow will ever change it, No matter how much you wish it really would. Crying over something and having people feel sorry for you will only build the hole you put yourself in. And the only way out is if you try to find that light, that drive, that you once had when you were happy. Just because something bad happened doesn’t mean that your whole world should come crumbling down. Your young, your strong, deny it or not, you will get better…No matter what, time will heal all wounds, and if you really want to get better, try, and try a little harder. I know you can do it. I got faith in you. No matter what, I’ll be here to help whenever you need me. I’ll be your ears, your arms, your rock..But you have to try to. And I’ll try if you try… ...I love him for that.