Will sighed, he didn't like been told what to do, even if it was harming himself. He didn't seem to care about hurting his own arm. "I don't know if I want to talk about it all with anybody." He had tears in his eyes. "Or maybe its just i cant or don't know how to. "He had been so used to keeping all his problems from his life to himself.
" I really can't handle anything anymore." He knew he was a complete and utter screw up. He was sobbing hard and wanted to be normal again, but he knew that would never happen.