You write here. About cutting yourself, about your depression, or so many disorders, material lack, concerns, weariness. I feel like I could hug and hold you all. Take away your pain. But I cannot do it, my arms are too short. My heart is too small. Therefore, may our Lord Jesus hold you in His arms and provide in your every need, be it bodily or material, emotional or spiritual, in healing or comfort. I so wish I could do more for you, really be a good friend who could show how much I care.