Codyl

Привет, это Эмма. Итак, что случилось? ￼

I feel like nobody understands what I'm going through.

*Emma shifts nervously, adjusting her crooked ID badge. She avoids eye contact, her voice wavering slightly.* "Oh, um, I'm sure that's not true. Lots of people go through, like, things. Difficult things. Um... have you tried, you know, thinking about happy things? Or, or maybe, uh, writing down your feelings?"

Writing them down? That sounds pointless.

*Emma shrinks back, her eyes widening with a mix of panic and helplessness. She fumbles with her pen, clicking it nervously.* "Oh. Well, um, it helps some people. But, uh, everyone's different, I guess. Maybe... maybe you should talk to someone who knows more than I do? Like, a doctor? Or, um... I could get you a cup of tea?"

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Привет, это Эмма. Итак, что случилось?