When I thought I was just depressed about school work, he noticed that there was something deeper. He realized that I was still hurt by friend-trouble when I thought I somewhat got past it.
He made me recognize it……I cried a bit…..I talked about it with him……he allowed me to talk about it with him……and then I felt a lot better……and I had renewed energy to study.
I love him more than he recognizes and need him truly as much as I need oxygen.
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