I went to my mom's bed yesterday (dad was outside) and just told: 'Mommy, hug me'. She did and also listened to everything I wanted to say. I told about everything, being nothing, Susanne and even about suicidal thoughts on New Year's Eve. She said she'd do anything to help me. Even when I don't know what does it mean. Psychologist? I'm not sure if I wanna go there.
Now she says I'm her sweetheart, she loves me more than I think and so on. What's weird it really makes me feel a bit better.
+ Ava will never be my friend. She has her friends (Susanne&Caroline) and she's completely different. Different from me.
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