My grandmother called me and tried to talk to me and tried to reassure me that help would come, that everything would be alright. I agreed but I know she had no fucking clue what I was going through. When I told her I was suicidal a few months ago, she reacted with extreme shock, like I was being overdramatic. Fuck telling her anything, really.
I don't think anyone's coming to save me.
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