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I have no one, no one cares enough about me but that's okay and this is why I suggest getting yourself a therapist, a good therapist. "Well nowadays finding a good therapists is hard and when you finally find one, it might cost you more than you budgeted which is why I'd be sharing free copies of my book on mental awareness and you can reach out to me at the end of this event if you're in need a good therapist that doesn't cost much, I know few.

‘I’ll talk to you. XXX

She nodded, a small smile touching her lips, “And maybe…maybe it wouldn’t hurt if you talked to someone else, too. Just for support, you know?” I gave a tired laugh, “I know. I’ve been stubborn about it, but…maybe you’re right. I could use someone to talk things through with,” saying it out loud made the idea seem less daunting, even possible, “But I think…I think this helped, too. Just being able to tell you.”

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Nick and Mia nodded. “I think you should think about joining,” Maisie repeated. “You’re going to need someone to talk to.”

I want to respect that, even if it leaves me feeling a bit shut out. To distract myself from the uncertainty, I decide to reach out to Stella. She has always been a good friend, someone I can rely on to lift my spirits. I text her, asking if she’s free for a meet-up, and almost immediately, she responds with enthusiasm. She’s hosting a fashion show and invites me to join her. The timing couldn’t be better—I need something to take my mind off the tension at home.

"Kevin, why don't you thank Julian? Your knees must be awfully precious. As long as you kneel and apologize, the money is yours. I'm taking Julian to get checked for injuries." She shot me a glare before helping the "injured" Julian out of the room. Then suddenly, the phone lying on the table lit up. A person with a black cat profile picture had sent me a single question mark.

Maybe that’s Lucifer! I excitedly tapped the open message icon on my phone. [From: Lucy Best friend.. I’m really sorry to disturb you. I know you’re probably have some plans for the day but I just don’t know who else to call.. I feel so sad.. I feel so sad without any specific reason.. Can you go here at the Honeybear’s Coffee Shop? I really need someone to talk to.. It’s alright if you don’t want to go.. But I’ll wait for you here..]

he mutters. "Maybe we should start a book club or something," Lauren suggests, clearly amused by the whole exchange. "The four of us could read a book and discuss it. Talk about how we can apply the lessons to our lives." I glance at Rena. She’s still smiling, still holding my hand. But I feel the tension beneath it—the slight tremor in her fingers, the way her nails dig just slightly into my skin. She saved me just now. Xavier might have been skeptical before, but let’s see how he plans to wriggle out of this one.

Make sure to give them a call. ...

I don't know what's bothering him but why does he seem so busy? I would like to talk to him because I can't always reach him. So I had no choice but to go to the library to research the homework given to us by Prof Banks. As usual, there are only a few people there at this time. So I immediately went to the huge shelves and the Combat Skills book was almost in the corner. I immediately looked for what I needed but before I could find it, I heard someone talking somewhere.

She snuffles again. “Maybe you need to go to rehab or go and speak to a therapist.” Denver suggests. Tobias still says nothing but he is looking at Tammy. I am guessing he wants to be the one holding and comforting her. “I don’t need therapy or to speak to someone. I just need my folks to give a shit.” She inhales and pushes her shoulders back. “Shit, I must look awful.” She tries to grin but we can all see it’s a huge struggle for her.

Taya asked once the person on the other end picked up. "Home, what's up?" Ella, her best friend replied. "I-I need your advice" "On?" "I can't talk on the phone, can I come over?" Taya knew Ella could give her perspective and open up her mind. She just didn't know what to do. This kind of situation was just too much. If she had no one to talk to, she might have ended up seeing a psychiatrist. She had left Lucas in the middle of the dinner, a voice in her mind telling her she had just ruined everything for leaving him like that, but another voice spoke otherwise.

"We need to talk." #

Suddenly, the room erupted into a cacophony of voices, each person trying to offer a solution, ask a question, or express their concern. Gabe spoke up first, his voice calm and authoritative. "April, we need to get you professional help. Rehab, maybe?" Emma chimed in, her voice filled with empathy. "I can research some treatment centers. We'll find the best one for you." Carly suggested, "And I can talk to some connections I have in the medical field. Maybe we can get you a private doctor." Lucien asked, "But April, how did this happen? You're always so strong."

Just great. I open the app to check the message. “Can you come to my room? Need to talk. Just us.”

Good. She nodded and backed out of the room quietly. I leaned my head back down on the bed and looked up at Sara. She was looking at me now with sad eyes. "Do you think I need a shrink?" I sat up and brushed her hair out of her face. "I think it might help, in the future, to have someone to talk to about this," I replied. She started shaking her head before I finished talking. "How could talking about it help? Talking does nothing. Nothing is going to bring them back. Nothing is going to change what happened," she muttered.

I know this is just an infatuation, I know I’m just overacting but this is my first time, and I’m struggling to overcome it. They say, talk to someone when you can’t let go. But how on earth I will share this to someone if I didn’t go in a relationship, that this is not some sort of break up that I wanted to move on. This is just a new feeling, a strange one that needs to fade. “Becca, do you want to come tomorrow?” I put down the book I’m reading and looked at Nena. “Where are you going?” I asked. “At the club, outside C.U,” she replied.

D’s PoV D! Are you sure you want to go in now? I think it’s not a good time. Give him some alone time. He needs it now D. Let everything he heard sink in. Let him cool down. Then you can go and talk. Don’t go D. God Mindy, Shut up. When we feel bad, we seek our friends for sharing and support right!? He needs us now, girl. Now stop scaring me and start encouraging me.