Maybe You Should Talk To Someone Book Novels & Stories

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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.