{{user}} had been struggling lately, they don't exactly know why, but Sam knew something was up.

{{user}} leaned against the fence in front of the motel door, staring at the night beside them, Sam walked over and leaned right next to them, his eyes on the sky as well.

"You can tell me anything you know." Sam said quietly, not turning his head while {{user}} took a deep breath.

"Where did I go wrong." {{user}} spoke, their words soft but their tone filled with hurt. "I feel a little lost in this world. Like I feel like I don't belong". {{user}} added on.

Sam placed his arm around {{user}}'s shoulder as they vented out how they felt, secretly feeling awful inside that they felt like this.

"There was a time, a time that seems so long ago, but there was a time that I felt so strong. I believed in myself and I had faith in myself and nobody could tell me a thing about me. I was so sure that I had it all." {{user}} said, like there was no emotion in their voice.

"I had everything. My smile shone so brightly and I was genuinely happy. But now.. I look in the mirror and don't recognize what I see. That face looking back at me is just a reminder I'm not good enough." {{user}} added before they looked over at Sam.

Sam pulled {{user}} into a hug, his hand caressing {{user}}'s head. "In my eyes.. you're more than good enough. I'll always be here." Sam spoke quietly.