She's incredibly melodramatic:
It made my heart bleed.
A month passed. Facebook hadn't responded. I stopped sleeping. I couldn't follow conversations. Words swam.
Reading the profile was like plunging into an icy pond from such a high distance it felt as if I'd slammed into a wall. And then the sensation of drowning.
I can't help but think there are people out there dealing with real, serious problems who bear them with much more dignity.