I Hope.

I hope you never have to understand how someone can spend all night crying or how comeone can slide a blade across their delicate wrist. I hope you never have to feel like you have to throw up every meal, or skip them, to be pretty.  I hope you don’t have demons or anxiety that chase you from enjoying your life. I hope you never chase your numbness with a bottle of pills. I hope you never have to understand lying awake for countless hours, because you don’t want to wake up again. But mostly, I hope that when you say “I’m fine.” That you actually are fine.

If you ever have to deal with these things, I hope you know you aren’t alone. I was, But you are not.