Raven, I'm sorry that I haven't been getting on Skype at all in the past few months (I've completely abandoned Windows in favor of Linux, which, unsurprisingly, has a port of Skype which Microsoft has purposely made completely and utterly useless, not to mention just as invasive when it comes to personal privacy, so I'm really sorry about that.), and I'm sorry about your job and all, but I can assure you that you'll have at least one person who cars for you-and that person is me. Please, don't give up like this. Suicide is not the way to go. Think of how people would react if you went out like that! I know that I'd be pretty devastated if you offed yourself. Why? Because I wouldn't have been there to prevent you from doing so. Raven, I swear that, no matter what, I'll always be here for you. Wolves prefer to run in packs, and my pack prefers not to run only with those of canine descent, so please know that you're always welcome in my pack. *wraps my arms around your upper body and nuzzles my face against yours before closing my eyes as I speak in a hushed-yet-pronounced manner, a worried tone very prevalent in my voice* In my pack, the Raven shall be depressed nevermore.

Thank you for trying... But my heart is forevermore broken and turned to ashes... There is no hope for me any more... I cared to much, cared more then I should have, and gave more then what I had... And I have been rewarded with sadness and despare... I can't go on much longer.... -falls to my knees-.... I am the lone one... I'll walk alone in shadows...

*sighs as I fall to my own knees with you while maintaining my embrace, looking at the ground behind you with a saddened look in my eyes as I speak in a low tone* Raven, being a Cancer, I know exactly how you feel; I give and give and give, yet I'm shoved into a corner and have my own heart stomped upon by the heartless, ignorant wretches which walk above us. It's like a double-edged sword in a way. We give our entire beings to make people happy, yet, despite our unconditional kindness and undying loyalty, we're destined to be beaten down into an unrecognizable bloody pulp by a large majority of the same things who we gave our beings to please. These heartless, soulless monsters will do this to us, but we will prevail. This is exactly what they want, Raven: For us to be depressed and self-loathing for little-to-no reason-and that just gives them more power in the long run. Is that what you want, Raven? To give the enemy control? To give them the right to decide our future(s)? I think not. I know you're stronger than this, hun, so don't let the bad spirits take control of your being.

I don't care....