i am bruised and broken. i could shatter if one more thing happens to me. i dont know why i feel like this but i do. and i need someone to notice. to care. to try and help. not by rubbing my back or hugging me or repeatedly asking me what’s wrong. not by assuming they know what’s best for me. not by jumping to conclusions. what i’d really like is for someone to just try and make me smile. to let me rant and for them to listen without rolling their eyes at how ‘melodramatic’ i sound. i’d like someone to try and make me laugh without making it obvious that they’re trying to cheer me up. if someone just took me aside and said “hey. i see that look in your eye, and something is wrong. now, i don’t know what it is. but i can be your shoulder to cry on.” i would love them forever.
