I’m looking through my old journals, and I found this one, from about a year ago.
“The biggest truth that I can think of right now is “You’re not alone.” That means that there are people out there that are going through the same thing that you’re going through. It’s not that you’re not actually alone. Even though you may very well be – but you can reach out if you want to.
I don’t personally want to reach out. Even though it pains me inside. I prefer to hide. But the biggest comfort is knowing that I’m not alone. If I could repeat that to myself – what would that mean? Would it mean that I have the strength to go outside? Would it mean that I would feel OK taking a shower? Would it mean that I would feel happy again? I don’t know. But this I know: I’m not alone.”