Please don’t go. I want you here, alive. You’ve gone further than I would be able to… but you can go back, right? I’m sorry life is so evil. People really need to learn to recognize this. I told one of my teachers today, out of nothing but concern for you two. I wish you guys lived here. I say this next bit as a guess. The classmates are (mostly because of a few that peeve me) better, the teachers are all understanding and, best yet, 988 certified! At least mine. In this specific city. I can’t give the same credit to my parents. My mom more than my dad, uses power over logic. She can shut down a conversation not with a good reason, but with a thr3at, a screen time rule, or a good sm@ck. It’s not the best. But at school I can confide in people! I wish you had that, if not already. If I could, I would run up and bear hug both of you. I can’t, but I can say this: Don’t go.
To @cirathewolf and @ScribblePawz
