So just a warning this chapter won't be a happy and funny chapter like I usually try to make it...

This is my confession.

So this person commented on this crush so its going to be out there anyways and I don't want anyone mad I didn't tell them... So

I don't know if you guys know him but my best friend Jacon died, he was on this account. I've known him sense like 3rd grade. And honestly he's the reason I'm bi right now. I love girls but he opened my eyes to a different world were it's okay to love who you want and be as weird as you want its okay to be sad or happy or hyper. Its okay to be me. He helped me every time I got in a bad foster home and noted about them multiple times he was there... He was my best friend. And he died.
I got depressed I began to cut. I turned emo. Listened to the music dressed like my favorite bands and then cut, it didn't make me feel better but at least I could control something in my life I could control the pain and when it didn't hurt anymore I cut deeper. Finally I was tired of going deeper I tried to overdoes that's part of the reason I was off for so long they flushed my stomach and I went to rehab. My foster family kicked me out. And I never saw Alex or Cameron again. When I got home I wanted to talk to my knew best friend Roxanne. She's helped me through so much without even knowing it. I love her. I'm scared to lose her but I love her...