i just want someone to cut the bullshit with me. i don’t want someone who’s going to spout out unintelligent, “inspirational”, meaningless sentences at me. i don’t want someone to tell me that they totally understand what i’m going through and then proceed to turn the conversation to them and their problem and how they handled it or didn’t handle it so now their life sucks, too and expect for that to help me or comfort me. i don’t want someone to tell me how much the lord is going to bless me and how he works all things for our good or how god has someone perfect for me or any other of the christian cliches i’ve heard a million times but never do anything. i don’t want someone to bark at me to get over it and act exhausted when i just need to talk. i don’t want advice. i don’t want lectures. i don’t want someone to try to convince me that they understand.
because they don’t. they won’t. they didn’t have what i had and they didn’t feel how i felt.
i just want someone to be real with me and admit that it all just really, really sucks right now, and it’ll suck for a long time, and maybe it’ll stop sucking so bad one of these days, but until then, just hold me when i cry and take me to a theme park.