I don't know what else to do really. I try and it gets no where. So, I give up. I have to be done. You're not happy and I don't know what else to do. I miss the way you were. You're not the same anymore. I cry all the time thinking about you. What's going to happen to you. I just want to give you a hug and tell you that every thing will be ok. Because, they will. I just don't know how else to help. I'm sorry.

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