After my parents’ divorce, I felt like my world had shattered. I started to shut everyone out, pretending to be fine when I was anything but. Like Veronica, I sometimes felt like the only thing I could control was my pain. It wasn’t until I started opening up about what I’d gone through that I realized I wasn’t alone. Some people care, even when it feels like no one understands. Like Jeremy, my friends showed me that healing doesn’t happen alone—it’s through the people who stick by you, no matter what.