I learned to not say anything.

Stacy kept so much inside.

She's very strong, and she kept so much inside,

and she never asked any of us for help.

As I said, she didn't want to talk about it with any of us.

She did not ask for help.

She tried to appear and act normally,

but you could tell that she did need to go

talk to somebody else, other than a friend.

So I learned to not say anything.

If she talked about it with me,

then I would just be very supportive and positive,

but I never offered her advice as to how to deal with it

because I didn't know what she should be doing.