I know how you feel. I do want to help you. But instead of getting better, it is getting worse. I know I can not help you anymore. - I try. But I can't.
It kills me inside. I am afraid to lose you. And because I do not know how to help you, I tell you that I love you, as often as I can. But that does not make it better. I know that. And I feel absolutely useless.
I hate it that you feel that way about yourself. Because it is not true. You are one of the most adorable and most beautiful (on the in- and outside) people I know. And it is sad that you can not see it. You are loved. Not just by me. There are a lot of people who love you and think you are a great person. And this is true. Never believe anything else.
I want you to be happy again. Really happy. Not just when there are others around.
I can not find any words to describe how much I care about you, how much I love you and how proud I am to call you my best friend.
You are my soulmate. My unbiological sister. Seeing you sad makes me sad. And I can not imagine a life without you. Just to think about having to survive this shit without you brings tears to my eyes. I don't ever want to live without you.
My biggest wish is that you finally realize that you are wonderful. Just the way you are. I will always be you friend. I will always care about you. No matter what happens. You are never alone. So please let me help you getting help.
I hope you will read this.
I love you so much. More than you can imagine.
Just always remember that.
