You keep fighting, no matter what. For yourself. For your friends. For him. You do everything you were doing, because you can't give up, Peter, you can't. You lost a really important person and nothing anyone says or does can take that pain away, but you still have so many people here that care about you and we don't want you to give up. You can't. What's it say about all the things you did to make yourself a better person? That wasn't all for nothing, was it? Don't give up on that stuff, Peter. Don't. It feels hopeless and pointless and like there's nothing left, and I don't know how long it'll last, but it will get better. It may never be fully okay, but it will be easier. And you have all this support around you and just...please...please...whatever you do please don't give up. You keep going, Peter, you keep it up because that's all there is. You can't heal if you don't live.