I’ve been struggling with depression, self harm, and suicidal thoughts for the past few years, but recently this kid named Dan has been sitting next to me in my Algebra class. He has no knowledge of what I’ve been dealing with, yet every day his entire goal is to make me smile and laugh at least a little bit. Even on my darkest days, it’s a reminder that at least one person cares. He’ll probably never know how much he’s helped me hold on to life and I’ll probably never get to say this to his face, but thanks for everything, Dan. It means the world to me. xx
