"Stop worrying"

"I'm fine"

"Don't bother coming over"

"I know all of you will just pretend to like me again"

They couldn't come over.

Especially not him.

If they do, they'll know.

They'll pretend.

They'll make me get help.

Help i don't need.

They can't see me like this.

They'll give me pity i don't deserve.