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I want to tell you something, because I have a voice (or, in this case, a device xd) and I want to use it for good. I also want to give you a hug right now, but I can't, so I'll send a virtual one instead. *hugs*

I just want to tell you that everything will be okay. Please, just TRUST ME. I know that everyday, you think to yourself about how much you want to die. But do you know what I know? What I know, is that you don’t. Hear me out.

You don't want to die, you want to escape the pain that you have to endure every single day. You want to be free from all of that and you see no other way.

I know that just the thought of suicide alone helps you, doesn't it? With all the pain going on, the thought that you won't have to suffer much longer, that alone helps, doesn't it?

I know how much you are going through right now, but I can tell you that it WILL get easier. It will. I don't know if it's in the near future or not, but it will get easier, just hang on, PLEASE.

And I’m sorry, but it might get much worse before it gets better. But then, you can see how far you've gone, how strong you've become. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. I wish you could see how strong, incredible and inspiring you are to me.

I wish I could take away EVERY single bit of pain you're going through now, I wish I could stop you from suffering, I wish I could get you out of the hell you're in right now. But I'm so, so sorry that I can’t. All I can do, is tell you to hang in there, because one day, when you're living your dream, you'll be so, so, so grateful that you did.

I wish I could get you to tell someone how badly you're being treated, how horrible you're feeling. I wish I could make you get help. But I don't know who you could tell or what they could do. I don't know your situation, I don't know YOU. But, what I can tell you, is to hold on, it won't be like this forever, even if it seems like it.

I really hope that I don't just sound like I'm making a ton of empty promises, I hope you at least partly believe this, deep down. I hope this means something to you, like you do to me.

You think everyone hates you, that you're worthless, stupid, ugly. You don't want to live anymore. But I'm so, so, so proud of you for living with all this pain, because I know that every day you have to put up an act and pretend that everything is ok, never showing how you really feel and what things are truly like for you.

I know the troubles you go through, trying to cover everything up, trying to pretend that you're fine. I know that you've mastered the art of fake smiling, hiding your tears.

I know that you're exhausted, that you're completely numb. I know that you've hurt yourself and starved yourself, in hopes to silence your demons and let yourself breathe again.

I know that people have tried to help, they'e pointed out the good things in your life. Let me tell you something: your feelings are not invalid. They are real, they're not silly. I can’t completely imagine what you are going through, I honestly don't want to - I know that it's horrible.

I just want you to know that you are not alone. If the words of a stranger mean anything to you at all, I want you to know that I'm so, so proud of you. I truly am. Do you know why?

Because you've been through hell, yet, you're still here. I'm telling you now, you are way stronger than you know.