"Balls, Alexis," she says brusquely. "You're the strongest, most steadfast person I know. You don't need me to make you like that."
"You're wrong," I say, quietly.
Robs squints at me.
I sigh, and reach a decision.
"Come inside. I can't talk about this out here."
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Robs shoots me a puzzled look, but stands and helps me up. I lead her in through the doors and to the lounge, where I sit on the sofa and pull her down next to me.
"Lexi?" she asks, after a while.
"Just thinking how best... ah, sod it." I respond. I turn to face her. "I wasn't ever going to tell you this. But I figure you're stuck with me now... so you deserve to know."
I take a deep breath. "I used to think about hurting myself, Robs. A lot. Almost all the time really. And I still have bad days. Today was almost a bad
