Unknown Caller

by Lisa Unger

But the people who linger on the edge, looking down, the people who pick up the phone and reach out for help? Most of the time, you can talk them down. They are looking for a way back to the light.

“It changes. You find ways to live with it. Your life grows around it.”

“We can never be someone else.”

We broadcast one version of ourselves, cropped and filtered and out there for consumption. But the real person is hidden behind that.”

Because it’s what you do with your life that matters. It’s not about how you

look. Because you don’t have to be perfect. No one is. You are enough. You are more than enough. And it’s time to get real.”

We can help. We can talk; we can offer services. We are a voice in the darkness, a hand before the fall.”

One of the weird things about insisting that you’re not a hero: no one ever believes you.

High school doesn’t last forever.”

You were my best friend. Where did you go?

I realize that our friendship has been like death by a thousand cuts. I’ve bled out. There’s nothing left.