The amount of nights I stayed up incase my friends needed me, or worrying myself sick that they would decide to be gone by morning, and decided not to contact me. We all managed it though, gone through all the shit that was neurodivergent teenage-hood with awful parents. I don’t think I could have done it without them, and I have helped them immensely too I believe. I basically made a life pact with them, asking them to promise to keep going, since we survived up to now.
Sending you love and warm thoughts, anon. I’m glad you and your friends have each other.
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