I know you want to help. But, when I’m sad, don’t try to make me laugh. When I’m low, don’t try to cheer me up. When I look fed up, don’t try to solve my problems, I don’t want solutions, I want to be miserable and cry my sorrows. I want to feel my grief deep inside, and the pain, all of it. Yes, I know there’s a hole on the sofa, with the shape of my bottom. And I know day time TV is depressing, I don’t need a friend to tell me that! And no, I don’t want to go to the cinema! If you stay, stay in silence, invisible. And if I speak, just listen. By Anabela V.