Novel & Cerita Maybe You Should Talk To Someone

“Feel free to tell me anything.” “Like I mentioned before, why don’t you rely on your family?” Grady suggested politely. “Maybe talking to them will help. I don’t think it’s good for you to keep your feelings bottled up inside. Personally, I think you need to rely on someone you trust. Then, you can make your decision afterwards.”

She winced at the poor joke. “No, and I’m thinking that more than an exorcism, you perhaps need to talk to someone about this. Someone who has the tools to help you extricate her from your brain.” “I can’t afford therapy.” “Well, good news for you, I can.” “Gomez—” “No, Little girl. We’re getting her out of your head for good.” “And what about you? Will you talk to someone about your shit?” she asked. “Yes.” Surprise filled her. “Really?”

Safe topics that didn’t hurt as much. When we stood to leave, Billy hesitated. “If you ever need someone,” he said, “just to talk or drink bad coffee with… you can call me.” “I will,” I replied. “Thank you.”

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

He walked back, away from me as he listened. I swallowed. The look on his face made me hesitate. Should I tell him about last night or just the one that happened a few minutes ago? Does he know about Rafiq and Lucian or he was just as oblivious as always? "I think he needs help. Real help. Therapy or counselling. Someone to talk to." I whispered. Mateo stilled. He doesn't seem to buy it yet. I kept going. Voice soft. Careful.

I'm happier than I've ever been. “I wish there was more I could say but there's nothing more you can really do. Try to get your mind off it. Maybe keep yourself busy at the gym. For God’s sake, don't go out finding any more trouble for yourself. I’ll make an appointment with Maddie from PR for you. We should at least give her a heads up in case that girl shit-talks about you on social media or something. I’d hate to see you lose any of your sponsorships over this. You need to follow Maddie’s advice. She’s smart and you don't want this to bite you in the ass, well, any deeper in the ass anyway.”

“Like I just said, you don’t have any authority in that. I will have a final say, or are you ready to face the consequences.” “Talk to me in a language that I understand. I am not getting anything and trust me you don’t have anything on me.” A dark chuckle follows through the phone and for a moment my heart stops. He cut the phone in the next moment and then I received a message. It was a video, mostly my dash cam footage. Fuck, no.. It was my video of hitting someone and then panicking. I panicked when I felt there was no pulse and then I did what I could do.

“And that is why having someone to talk to is important.” “You don’t always have to carry everything alone. There is no shame in saying you need help. There is no shame in crying. There is no shame in admitting that you’re struggling.” I said, my voice becoming soft. Then I noticed one girl wiping her face and another student started crying quietly. My heart tightened. I paused for a moment before continuing. “Please, don’t suffer in silence just because you’re afraid of what people will say. Find someone you trust. A parent, a teacher, a counselor, a friend, or someone trained to help you.”

It’s time to start opening up, even if it’s just to one person. “I think…I think I’m ready to talk to someone,” I say, the words tumbling out before I can second-guess them. “Not my parents, not yet. But maybe my sister? She’s always been the one who understands me the best. I think—I think she might be able to handle it.” Luca’s smile is soft, his hand reaching up to brush a stray lock of hair from my forehead. “That sounds like a good start, Elliot. Baby steps, remember? You don’t have to do this all at once. I’ll be here for every part of it.”

I'm sure you're smart enough to understand what I meant. Prolly shouldn't have said that either. You know what? I'll just shut up right now, because I sound stupid, and I'm almost positive I'll say something even worse if I keep talking. I just wrote you this letter in case you didn't have anyone to talk to, about anything( I don't peg you as the glitter, bestie and teddy bears kinda girl). I mean, I have people to talk to. I just feel like I'd be much more comfortable talking to someone I don't really know, especially if that person and I are similar. I'm kinda hoping you don't have anyone to talk to, so you'll talk to me....okay, I'll just shut the hell up now.