Letter to a Friend

Dear Friend,

I have come to you for help because you are the last person that I can turn to.

I know I have many other friends; however, I cannot talk to them for the following reasons:

1. I do not know them well enough to tell them about my personal problems

2. They have too many of their own problems and it would not help them to also try to help me, especially when they can’t even help themselves

3. They are too socially awkward to know how to handle the situation and just result in me feeling worse because I then have to spend my time comforting them

So I am asking you to be understanding and to listen to me for just a bit

I know that you do not want to talk to me and that you probably want to scream fuck off at me

But I need someone to talk to

I spend every day walking so that I am being productive

I have nothing else to do

I want to go out and be sociable, but no one invites me out because I am the social outcast.

I am depressed and lonely and confused and hurt

And I just need someone to talk to and I know that you are probably busy

And you probably have better things to do

But I am at the end of the rope and I can’t hold on

I desperately need to talk to you

Before it’s too late.

So I am asking you to understand that I don’t want you to be my counselor or therapist

I just want you to be my friend and talk to me.

Because I have no one else.