It’s okay to talk to me. You said you’d never tell anyone for a long time, but you know I won’t tell anyone else. I know neither of us are perfect, well at least you claim you aren’t. I asked you if you ever felt like everyone hated you and I was surprised to hear your answer was yes. I know my way of sharing sadness is talking with you and yours is keeping to yourself, but nothing you ever told me could ever make me stop being your friend. It’s just me, your friend. I’m here to protect you, that’s why our relationship works.