"You shouldn't let other people define, like, how you think, right? You can take the input of people that you care about, and care about you, and you can let them fucking help you piece things together. I think there is a defining, defining line of letting you piece things together and letting others piece it for you, right? I've had the unfortunate, fortunate case of having both things happen at the same fucking time, and, um, I will tell you right now, I never fucking liked it when people tried to piece shit together for me. I've always fucking bit the tongue that tried to help. Because it's like, dude, like, how are you gonna tell me how I am, or what I do, or why I'm supposed to think? Isn't the whole point of you fucking helping me, like, you know, letting me figure my own fucking shit out? You gotta, you gotta let, you gotta let yourself piece things together. Just because X, Y, and Z says the sky is red doesn't mean that you actually see the sky and it's red. You could say it's fucking yellow, and that's your perception of things, and that's okay. And people have to, people don't have to accept it, but the ones that are around you should understand it. At least to their level of understanding. They should try and understand it. And if they don't, then they don't care. They don't have to communicate or ask. There's also the added notion of people can be afraid, too. People can be afraid of that, and it's understandable. Risks, my friends, risks. Sometimes the most simple thing you can do to make someone's day is just say are you okay?"