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[Hollow Graves]

I live in a home where I am the mistake, the disappointment, the child they wished was different. 

Everyday I feel more and more degraded. And I am shattering like class inside. I don't know what to do. My demons seem to be getting stronger and harder to fight.

I am having major depression and my parents just explain it away with their religious beliefs that I don't share.

My friends have horrible families and living conditions and them seeing me go through this was hurting them so I left. But it hurts so bad to leave but I always put other people before me.

And I am failing all of the classes in school and I just want to cry all of the time.

I don't know what I am doing and I honestly think I am losing it.

I could really use a hug and some advice right now.

[Wittles he/him]

7 minutes ago, Demon Thieves said:

I live in a home where I am the mistake, the disappointment, the child they wished was different. 

Everyday I feel more and more degraded. And I am shattering like class inside. I don't know what to do. My demons seem to be getting stronger and harder to fight.

I am having major depression and my parents just explain it away with their religious beliefs that I don't share.

My friends have horrible families and living conditions and them seeing me go through this was hurting them so I left. But it hurts so bad to leave but I always put other people before me.

And I am failing all of the classes in school and I just want to cry all of the time.

I don't know what I am doing and I honestly think I am losing it.

I could really use a hug and some advice right now.

It's at moments like these where it would be nice to be able to talk to people and help people in person. I don't really know what to say other than we're here for you. *hugs*

[That1Cellist he/him]

17 minutes ago, Demon Thieves said:

I live in a home where I am the mistake, the disappointment, the child they wished was different. 

Everyday I feel more and more degraded. And I am shattering like class inside. I don't know what to do. My demons seem to be getting stronger and harder to fight.

I am having major depression and my parents just explain it away with their religious beliefs that I don't share.

My friends have horrible families and living conditions and them seeing me go through this was hurting them so I left. But it hurts so bad to leave but I always put other people before me.

And I am failing all of the classes in school and I just want to cry all of the time.

I don't know what I am doing and I honestly think I am losing it.

I could really use a hug and some advice right now.

*hugs*

Life is not a kind place. This world is not a kind place.

Many of us don't know what we are doing. Many of us feel as if we are falling apart. Down, down, down we go. Breaking into pieces. Melting into puddles.

I do not understand well enough to give good advice, but know this: You have worth. Your problems and sadnesses do not define you. Your grades do not define who you are.

The world is harsh, and you live in it, as we all do. We're all here to help each other do the best we can. Good luck out there. We're here for you, as are others.

Edited February 7, 2023 by That1Cellist

[S. Stormy she/her]

27 minutes ago, Demon Thieves said:

I live in a home where I am the mistake, the disappointment, the child they wished was different. 

Everyday I feel more and more degraded. And I am shattering like class inside. I don't know what to do. My demons seem to be getting stronger and harder to fight.

I am having major depression and my parents just explain it away with their religious beliefs that I don't share.

My friends have horrible families and living conditions and them seeing me go through this was hurting them so I left. But it hurts so bad to leave but I always put other people before me.

And I am failing all of the classes in school and I just want to cry all of the time.

I don't know what I am doing and I honestly think I am losing it.

I could really use a hug and some advice right now.

 

18 minutes ago, Witless of Shinovar said:

It's at moments like these where it would be nice to be able to talk to people and help people in person. I don't really know what to say other than we're here for you. *hugs*

 

10 minutes ago, That1Cellist said:

*hugs*

Life is not a kind place. This world is not a kind place.

Many of us don't know what we are doing. Many of us feel as if we are falling apart. Down, down, down we go. Breaking into pieces. Melting into puddles.

I do not understand well enough to give good advice, but know this: You have worth. Your problems and sadnesses do not define you. Your grades do not define who you are.

The world is harsh, and you live in it, as we all do. We're all here to help each other do the best we can. Good luck out there. We're here for you, as are others.

You are loved. Seriously. You are, you are, you are.

I would miss each of you! So much. I would, and you're all awesome, no matter what you think. The world is scary... but there is love in it. And don't force yourself to be happy.

But remember, you are loved.

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

38 minutes ago, Demon Thieves said:

I live in a home where I am the mistake, the disappointment, the child they wished was different. 

Everyday I feel more and more degraded. And I am shattering like class inside. I don't know what to do. My demons seem to be getting stronger and harder to fight.

I am having major depression and my parents just explain it away with their religious beliefs that I don't share.

My friends have horrible families and living conditions and them seeing me go through this was hurting them so I left. But it hurts so bad to leave but I always put other people before me.

And I am failing all of the classes in school and I just want to cry all of the time.

I don't know what I am doing and I honestly think I am losing it.

I could really use a hug and some advice right now.

I wish I really had something to say, or good advice. The most I can give is to try and talk with a professional (like a school counselor or something) if you can. Try to remember that you are valuable and that we are here for you.

*hugs*

[Shining Silhouette he/him]

8 hours ago, Ranryu said:

A girl I really looked up to passed away recently. Other people who knew her better are suffering a lot more right now, but it still hurts. This is the third person our school has lost in as many months. What kind of world do we live in, where death is so willingly embraced? Why is this allowed to happen?

I'm sad and angry and confused.

That's heartbreaking. I'm really sorry for your loss.

 

We're here for you.

 

I just want to say that it's okay to feel sad and angry and confused and whatever else you're going through right now. It's okay to not be okay.

Your pain still matters, even if others might have a bit more.

 

Feel comfortable to take the time you need. Don't let others tell you at what pace you should be healing or how, because this is a deeply personal process.

I hope you can find peace.

[kajsa ㅇㅅㅇ she/her]

This one-way glass box I’m trapped in

It’s soundproof, too

Nobody can hear and nobody cares

I’ve always been the runt, but this is worse

Because I’m stuck with no way out, and nobody can hear me cry

I bet they don’t even miss me, don’t even notice I’m gone

They never listened anyway, and they’re saying things they wouldn’t if they knew I was here

Everyone wants to be popular until they are, 

Made glass because of the things you have to say to satisfy them, transparent as a window

And you drift through life without a purpose

In and out, what’s the purpose of anything anymore

I don’t even have an appetite–nothing tastes good when you don’t want to eat

My sister’s crying about a hole in her favorite sock

I have a hole in my soul–will you buy me a new one too?

One that looks just like the old one so nobody would know it was ever damaged

Not that they would care

Not that they see the cracks in my glass figure

Maybe if I wear enough makeup, if I tell enough lies, 

I’ll look pretty enough or be dirty enough to cover up my cracks so I’ll forget them

So I can pretend they never existed and I’d be able to escape this box

Without shattering myself on the way

People say you don't know what you have until you’ve lost it

Does that mean if I left, they’d finally care?

But then what would be the point if I wasn’t there for them to hear me, for them to listen

That’s why fantasy is fiction and fiction is fake

Nothing's ever perfect, and that's the problem

Maybe if I pretend the glass isn’t there, try to see through it, it’ll disappear

But what’s the point if you can see through glass anyway?

And wouldn’t that make my glass self disappear?

Somebody inject me with steroids so I can become strong enough to break out of this box

Someone help me out now before I do something reckless,

Something stupid.

Somebody help since they won't.

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

1 minute ago, Kajsa said:

This one-way glass box I’m trapped in

It’s soundproof, too

Nobody can hear and nobody cares

I’ve always been the runt, but this is worse

Because I’m stuck with no way out, and nobody can hear me cry

I bet they don’t even miss me, don’t even notice I’m gone

They never listened anyway, and they’re saying things they wouldn’t if they knew I was here

Everyone wants to be popular until they are, 

Made glass because of the things you have to say to satisfy them, transparent as a window

And you drift through life without a purpose

In and out, what’s the purpose of anything anymore

I don’t even have an appetite–nothing tastes good when you don’t want to eat

My sister’s crying about a hole in her favorite sock

I have a hole in my soul–will you buy me a new one too?

One that looks just like the old one so nobody would know it was ever damaged

Not that they would care

Not that they see the cracks in my glass figure

Maybe if I wear enough makeup, if I tell enough lies, 

I’ll look pretty enough or be dirty enough to cover up my cracks so I’ll forget them

So I can pretend they never existed and I’d be able to escape this box

Without shattering myself on the way

People say you don't know what you have until you’ve lost it

Does that mean if I left, they’d finally care?

But then what would be the point if I wasn’t there for them to hear me, for them to listen

That’s why fantasy is fiction and fiction is fake

Nothing's ever perfect, and that's the problem

Maybe if I pretend the glass isn’t there, try to see through it, it’ll disappear

But what’s the point if you can see through glass anyway?

And wouldn’t that make my glass self disappear?

Somebody inject me with steroids so I can become strong enough to break out of this box

Someone help me out now before I do something reckless,

Something stupid.

Somebody help since they won't.

You are loved. This is true and nothing can change it. Your family may not care about you, or pay attention to you. And it's hard when only the people online seem to know and care about you. Other people have a hard time breaking out of their routine, out of their ruts of their daily life. They are in their own pivot divots and they can't turn their head to see their friend struggling to pull the tassles with them. They can not turn back, they will not crap what's the term uh, Bail! They won't bail you out and it feels like those that should be supporting and bumping you forward are not. There are those wonderful, proverbial, bus leaders who are searching for you and are going to help you get out of the sea of corn. To save you from drowning in it. They are those who may not know you, but see you feeling way down and come to uplift you. There are miracles waiting for you in your life. His hand is always outstretched towards you and so are all of ours. We are here for you.

[kajsa ㅇㅅㅇ she/her]

5 minutes ago, The Wandering Wizard said:

You are loved. This is true and nothing can change it. Your family may not care about you, or pay attention to you. And it's hard when only the people online seem to know and care about you. Other people have a hard time breaking out of their routine, out of their ruts of their daily life. They are in their own pivot divots and they can't turn their head to see their friend struggling to pull the tassles with them. They can not turn back, they will not crap what's the term uh, Bail! They won't bail you out and it feels like those that should be supporting and bumping you forward are not. There are those wonderful, proverbial, bus leaders who are searching for you and are going to help you get out of the sea of corn. To save you from drowning in it. They are those who may not know you, but see you feeling way down and come to uplift you. There are miracles waiting for you in your life. His hand is always outstretched towards you and so are all of ours. We are here for you.

I really appreciate this, especially with the detasseling terms since it's so relatable. Thank you. I wish those little words meant more and I could say more, but for now all I've got is thank you.

Edited February 8, 2023 by Kajsa :)

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

1 minute ago, Kajsa said:

I really appreciate this, especially with the detasseling terms since it's so relatable. Thank you.

You're welcome, it just flowed into detasseling terms and I just followed the prompting. 

Parables help get ideas across better I think.

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

29 minutes ago, Kajsa said:

This one-way glass box I’m trapped in

It’s soundproof, too

Nobody can hear and nobody cares

I’ve always been the runt, but this is worse

Because I’m stuck with no way out, and nobody can hear me cry

I bet they don’t even miss me, don’t even notice I’m gone

They never listened anyway, and they’re saying things they wouldn’t if they knew I was here

Everyone wants to be popular until they are, 

Made glass because of the things you have to say to satisfy them, transparent as a window

And you drift through life without a purpose

In and out, what’s the purpose of anything anymore

I don’t even have an appetite–nothing tastes good when you don’t want to eat

My sister’s crying about a hole in her favorite sock

I have a hole in my soul–will you buy me a new one too?

One that looks just like the old one so nobody would know it was ever damaged

Not that they would care

Not that they see the cracks in my glass figure

Maybe if I wear enough makeup, if I tell enough lies, 

I’ll look pretty enough or be dirty enough to cover up my cracks so I’ll forget them

So I can pretend they never existed and I’d be able to escape this box

Without shattering myself on the way

People say you don't know what you have until you’ve lost it

Does that mean if I left, they’d finally care?

But then what would be the point if I wasn’t there for them to hear me, for them to listen

That’s why fantasy is fiction and fiction is fake

Nothing's ever perfect, and that's the problem

Maybe if I pretend the glass isn’t there, try to see through it, it’ll disappear

But what’s the point if you can see through glass anyway?

And wouldn’t that make my glass self disappear?

Somebody inject me with steroids so I can become strong enough to break out of this box

Someone help me out now before I do something reckless,

Something stupid.

Somebody help since they won't.

*hugs*

I'm so sorry that you are struggling with this. I wish I knew what that sort of thing was like, but I don't. I can't imagine feeling like no one in your family cares. I will say that I care about you, and we all do. And there are certainly other people out there who will listen and care. And I know that that's not the same, and I'm sorry I can't do much better. If there is anything I can do, please let me know. My PMs are always open if you need to rant or just talk to someone.

If it means anything, I wrote another poem today. You've seemed to like those.

[kajsa ㅇㅅㅇ she/her]

1 minute ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

*hugs*

I'm so sorry that you are struggling with this. I wish I knew what that sort of thing was like, but I don't. I can't imagine feeling like no one in your family cares. I will say that I care about you, and we all do. And there are certainly other people out there who will listen and care. And I know that that's not the same, and I'm sorry I can't do much better. If there is anything I can do, please let me know. My PMs are always open if you need to rant or just talk to someone.

If it means anything, I wrote another poem today. You've seemed to like those.

I'll have to check it out when I finish my homework. Thanks.

2 minutes ago, The Wandering Wizard said:

You're welcome, it just flowed into detasseling terms and I just followed the prompting. 

Parables help get ideas across better I think.

Yeah. Thank you.

I couldn't smash everything into that little poem-that-doesn't-rhyme-thing, but... yeah. 

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

2 minutes ago, Kajsa said:

I couldn't smash everything into that little poem-that-doesn't-rhyme-thing, but... yeah. 

It's impossible to cram everything you have ever experienced into a single poem, into a single book. We know that you are suffering and so we can help in what ever ways we can now, and that is enough for us to care, to ache, to sympathize, and to try to feel your pain to truly be able to know what you are going through.

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

Okay, second time I've done this in a number of days.

Ranryu already posted here about what she's having trouble with. I know some of you have already responded, and those of us that know her in real life are trying to do our best to help.

But if you haven't responded to her, or even if you have, she could use some kind words and some friends.

Whether it's here, or by PM, or by status update, reach out to her. She could use it.

Edited February 8, 2023 by The Bookwyrm

[Morningtide she/her]

@Ranryu I don't know you all that well but I know you well enough to know that you are a very cool and fantastic person! *hugs for whatever you're going through* I know you can pull through. I hope things get better soon!

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

I know that this isn't as big a deal as some stuff that's going on, but I'll put it here anyway. I think I had a panic attack in the back seat of my car this morning. It was my first day back to school since getting sick, so I was stressed out. And then my mom and my brother started arguing, and I just shut down, and my breathing picked up and I felt helpless. It was pretty awful.

The sad thing is, nobody noticed.

[Wittles he/him]

52 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

I know that this isn't as big a deal as some stuff that's going on, but I'll put it here anyway. I think I had a panic attack in the back seat of my car this morning. It was my first day back to school since getting sick, so I was stressed out. And then my mom and my brother started arguing, and I just shut down, and my breathing picked up and I felt helpless. It was pretty awful.

The sad thing is, nobody noticed.

That's hard. Even if it's not as big a deal as some of the other things here, what you're feeling is still valid. *hugs*

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

22 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

I know that this isn't as big a deal as some stuff that's going on, but I'll put it here anyway. I think I had a panic attack in the back seat of my car this morning. It was my first day back to school since getting sick, so I was stressed out. And then my mom and my brother started arguing, and I just shut down, and my breathing picked up and I felt helpless. It was pretty awful.

The sad thing is, nobody noticed.

It is just as important as any other person's problem. You are important and so are your troubles, no matter how insignificant you may think that they seem. *Hugs*

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

2 hours ago, The Wandering Wizard said:

It is just as important as any other person's problem. You are important and so are your troubles, no matter how insignificant you may think that they seem. *Hugs*

I just don't feel like I have a proper reason for all of it. Sure, there was some pretty bad stuff going on a few months ago, but right now everything should be fine. And I don't want to bring it up because we just got out of a mental health crisis in the family and that's not something that needs to be reintroduced.

[Wittles he/him]

2 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

I just don't feel like I have a proper reason for all of it. Sure, there was some pretty bad stuff going on a few months ago, but right now everything should be fine. And I don't want to bring it up because we just got out of a mental health crisis in the family and that's not something that needs to be reintroduced.

It's ok to not be able to pin down the exact reason for your panic attack. It's also totally fine if the stuff that was going on is still affecting you. 

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

2 minutes ago, Witless of Shinovar said:

It's ok to not be able to pin down the exact reason for your panic attack. It's also totally fine if the stuff that was going on is still affecting you. 

Not necessarily the attack, but depression in general. And I'm trying to figure out why I can't bring myself to talk to anyone about it in real life.

[Wittles he/him]

Just now, The Aspiring Archivist said:

Not necessarily the attack, but depression in general. And I'm trying to figure out why I can't bring myself to talk to anyone about it in real life.

Depression sucks. it just does. I can't really give any advice on talking to people about that because I kind of have the same problem. At least you have us internet weirdos to talk to

[Nathrangking he/him]

On 2/7/2023 at 6:06 PM, Ranryu said:

A girl I really looked up to passed away recently. Other people who knew her better are suffering a lot more right now, but it still hurts. This is the third person our school has lost in as many months. What kind of world do we live in, where death is so willingly embraced? Why is this allowed to happen?

I'm sad and angry and confused.

*hugs* I wish that I could say that we live in a world where the dark stays in its own little corner and does not rear its ugly head. Yet it does and takes with it to many who have everything to live for. It is a poison senseless and insidious and it defies all logic. It is not so much allowed as it is wilier at times than those who would stop it. The sadness, anger, and confusion accompany those who ask why because the answer is so elusive these are what fall upon us who are left behind. The pain may dull with time, or it may not. However, you are not alone. Not now not ever. 

On 2/7/2023 at 7:52 PM, Demon Thieves said:

I live in a home where I am the mistake, the disappointment, the child they wished was different. 

Everyday I feel more and more degraded. And I am shattering like class inside. I don't know what to do. My demons seem to be getting stronger and harder to fight.

I am having major depression and my parents just explain it away with their religious beliefs that I don't share.

My friends have horrible families and living conditions and them seeing me go through this was hurting them so I left. But it hurts so bad to leave but I always put other people before me.

And I am failing all of the classes in school and I just want to cry all of the time.

I don't know what I am doing and I honestly think I am losing it.

I could really use a hug and some advice right now.

*Hugs* Firstly, remember this, you are not alone in this pain. If in, but in a small way we wish to shoulder it with you. If you ever need to talk my DM's are always open. It is hard to fathom what walls seem to be closing in. Your pain is real and there can be no denying it. Your parents may fail to see the beauty that exists within you, but we don't. You are important and loved. You are infinitely more powerful than the monsters that lurk within. You are legions resplendent and mighty and they are in truth no more than withered husks. The illusion of their power is no joke. However, you are stronger than they. My advice is to find someone to talk to and confide in. Whether that is a friend or someone else that you trust. Talking can do a world of good. It is admirable that you put others first, but it does no one any good if in the process you ignore yourself. Take that from someone who has lived that life. I hope I was able to help. I hope that the poem below can brighten your day if only for a moment.

Powerful
Blooms burst forth from frost.
Something subtle slinks skyward.
Spring's strength shines starkly.

20 hours ago, Kajsa said:

This one-way glass box I’m trapped in

It’s soundproof, too

Nobody can hear and nobody cares

I’ve always been the runt, but this is worse

Because I’m stuck with no way out, and nobody can hear me cry

I bet they don’t even miss me, don’t even notice I’m gone

They never listened anyway, and they’re saying things they wouldn’t if they knew I was here

Everyone wants to be popular until they are, 

Made glass because of the things you have to say to satisfy them, transparent as a window

And you drift through life without a purpose

In and out, what’s the purpose of anything anymore

I don’t even have an appetite–nothing tastes good when you don’t want to eat

My sister’s crying about a hole in her favorite sock

I have a hole in my soul–will you buy me a new one too?

One that looks just like the old one so nobody would know it was ever damaged

Not that they would care

Not that they see the cracks in my glass figure

Maybe if I wear enough makeup, if I tell enough lies, 

I’ll look pretty enough or be dirty enough to cover up my cracks so I’ll forget them

So I can pretend they never existed and I’d be able to escape this box

Without shattering myself on the way

People say you don't know what you have until you’ve lost it

Does that mean if I left, they’d finally care?

But then what would be the point if I wasn’t there for them to hear me, for them to listen

That’s why fantasy is fiction and fiction is fake

Nothing's ever perfect, and that's the problem

Maybe if I pretend the glass isn’t there, try to see through it, it’ll disappear

But what’s the point if you can see through glass anyway?

And wouldn’t that make my glass self disappear?

Somebody inject me with steroids so I can become strong enough to break out of this box

Someone help me out now before I do something reckless,

Something stupid.

Somebody help since they won't.

Once again *Hugs*. This is beautiful and heartbreaking the emotion at play is so raw that I scarcely know what to say. I know what it is like to have the world appear to be little more than a trap that I one so unworthy am trapped by. It often takes loved ones and friends to break down the door that I have made and reduce my shackles to broken shards. You are incredibly strong even if you don't see it. You are O' so meaningful and loved even if the whole world would tell you otherwise. We are here for you. If you ever need to talk please reach out my DM's are always open. Please take my poem given freely. I hope it can bring you peace if only for a moment.

Smooth Shout

Ruby and gold glow.
An aura of warmth soothes.
Summoning spring's dawn.

4 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

I know that this isn't as big a deal as some stuff that's going on, but I'll put it here anyway. I think I had a panic attack in the back seat of my car this morning. It was my first day back to school since getting sick, so I was stressed out. And then my mom and my brother started arguing, and I just shut down, and my breathing picked up and I felt helpless. It was pretty awful.

The sad thing is, nobody noticed.

Archivist please don't diminish your pain. It is a huge deal. Things like this can be difficult. To air it out to someone else can be incredibly hard. To be so vulnerable is something that I have struggled with for so many years. Even now there are things that I have never admitted to the one that I love most. All that I can really say is that we are here for you if you ever want to talk as I have said my DM's are always open because in the end that first step can be like walking over the edge of an endless chasm where you know not whether there will be a net to catch you. Please accept a poem that I hope will bring even the slightest measure of light.

To Receive
Warmth spreads its vast wings.
Animation casts off sleep.
Dawn's gift delivered.

 

Edited February 8, 2023 by Nathrangking

[kajsa ㅇㅅㅇ she/her]

28 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

Once again *Hugs*. This is beautiful and heartbreaking the emotion at play is so raw that I scarcely know what to say. I know what it is like to have the world appear to be little more than a trap that I one so unworthy am trapped by. It often takes loved ones and friends to break down the door that I have made and reduce my shackles to broken shards. You are incredibly strong even if you don't see it. You are O' so meaningful and loved even if the whole world would tell you otherwise. We are here for you. If you ever need to talk please reach out my DM's are always open. Please take my poem given freely. I hope it can bring you peace if only for a moment.

Smooth Shout

Ruby and gold glow.
An aura of warmth soothes.
Summoning spring's dawn.

Thank you so much. I’m relieved to know that people care, even if they’re not the ones whose attention and recognition I seek most. 
 

Isn’t it so strange

How people you’ve never met

Strangers 

Can seem to care more

Listen to your cries

Coax the ache away

More than the ones you love the most?

 

5 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

I know that this isn't as big a deal as some stuff that's going on, but I'll put it here anyway. I think I had a panic attack in the back seat of my car this morning. It was my first day back to school since getting sick, so I was stressed out. And then my mom and my brother started arguing, and I just shut down, and my breathing picked up and I felt helpless. It was pretty awful.

The sad thing is, nobody noticed.

Hey, Archie? First off, don’t do that—saying it’s not a big deal. Panic attacks are just as important as nervous meltdowns and Breathless Poems and depression. I’m so sorry you had to go through that. It seems you’re in your own one-way, soundproof glass box right now—or maybe we’re in the same one, and we just have to figure out how to break out together. Just know that we’ll always be here for you. If you need someone to talk to, PM me and I’ll respond ASAP, because we care about you so much. <3

Edited February 8, 2023 by Kajsa :)

[Wittles he/him]

18 minutes ago, Kajsa said:

Thank you so much. I’m relieved to know that people care, even if they’re not the ones whose attention and recognition I seek most. 
 

Isn’t it so strange

How people you’ve never met

Strangers 

Can seem to care more

Listen to your cries

Coax the ache away

More than the ones you love the most?

 

Hey, Archie? First off, don’t do that—saying it’s not a big deal. Panic attacks are just as important as nervous meltdowns and Breathless Poems and depression. I’m so sorry you had to go through that. It seems you’re in your own one-way, soundproof glass box right now—or maybe we’re in the same one, and we just have to figure out how to break out together. Just know that we’ll always be here for you. If you need someone to talk to, PM me and I’ll respond ASAP, because we care about you so much. <3

Firstly, that is actually a really cool metaphor that I might steal some time, Secondly panic attacks are kind of scary, and kind of a big deal. (not even kind of, they are a big deal)