I... I do. I hope it didn't, and--and I want to see people too. And talk to them, and thank them, and--and just see them again. [She looks down again for a second, before she shakes her head. That guilty feeling isn't so easily shaken off, though.]

I didn't think people didn't care about me. I just... wanted them to think I could handle it. It wasn't--I mean. I was wrong, in trying to keep it to myself. And not ask for help.