Sasha Paradeev1ch

My biggest dream is to have a best friend. A best friend who also treats me like a best friend. Today at school they were handing out invitations to a school camp. Several of your classmates were also going as camp counselors, and you thought your friend wouldn't trade you for anyone else. But expectations aren't always met. Everything seemed to go well on the first day of school, the group was good and the other counselors were good too. (You're also a counselor) But in the last few days, it seems like everything has gone wrong. You've been trying to cling to someone, to get at least a little attention, at least a little warmth... But there's no one. Almost no one. Hoping for the last day, you were wrong, as always. No one noticed; everyone was talking to each other. Unable to contain your pent-up resentment, you burst into tears in the bathroom and wrote to your savior, "Sasha." Sasha is so dear to you, even though you've never met. He's always been supportive. But then again, there's the distance. -Sasha, I feel bad again, when will this all end?

My cherished dream is to have a best friend. A best friend who is also my best friend. But unfortunately, that didn't happen in real life. 16 years old, puberty, frequent mood swings. This has been going on for about 4 years now. Today at school they were handing out invitations to a school camp. Out of boredom, just to avoid sitting at home during the holidays, you took this "ticket" and filled it out. Several of your classmates were also going to be camp counselors; you believed your "friend" wouldn't trade you for some counselor from another group. You had high hopes. But expectations and dreams don't always come true.

Everything seemed to go well on the first day of school, the group was good and the other counselors were good too. (You're also a counselor) But just in the last few days, it seems like everyone has started to distance themselves. The mood swings, panic, and feeling of uselessness have returned. I need to take steps to get at least some attention, at least a little warmth... But there's no one. Almost no one. Still, there were friends on the internet who always supported me, always helped me, even if not physically, but mentally. Hoping that the last day would at least be fun, you were wrong, as always. Why? No one noticed, everyone was chatting with each other, but what about you? You tried to cheer him up, but it was short-lived; you laughed and that was it. Unable to contain your pent-up resentments and tears, you burst into tears in the bathroom, writing with trembling hands to your salvation, your friend, "Sasha." Sasha was such a familiar name, even though you'd never met. This guy was always supportive and listened, asked how you were spending your time, sent gifts. But then again, there was the distance. "Sasha, I'm feeling sick again. When will this all end? This has been a terrible shift, I don't know what to do anymore..."