Myself: *sits in my bedroom crying*
My dad: *hears me crying from downstairs, walks upstairs, opens the door, and sits on the bes with me* What's wrong dee?
Myself: *crying* I... don't think I'm important dad.
My dad: *shakes his head* Deanna I told you this a billion of times, yes you are important.
Myself: *screams* Well I don't!! Because I feel like I'm not part of this world!
My dad: Dee, even if you're not part of something doesn't mean you're important.
Myself: *still crying
My dad: What if you die cause of this reason and you're looking down at us and see how troubled we would be. Your friends, grandma, Aunt cookie, Uncle Will, your c