A letter from August 13th, 2019

Dear me, Here’s the thing, we’ve been through a lot. Like, a lot. We’ve suffered, we’ve laughed, we’ve lost. But please, find yourself someday. Maybe those stupid voices will disappear. Maybe the world will end. Who knows, but please, keep fighting those voices. YOU MAKE YOUR OWN CHOICES. NOT THE DEMONS IN YOUR BRAIN. DONT LET THEM TAKE CONTROL. Come back down to earth, and keep fighting for what your think is right, not what the voices keep telling you. You. Are. Worthy. You deserve to exist. Don’t let your disorders drag you down. Be. Who. You. Are. If you see this, go find your bucket list, and do it. Be impulsive. Be dumb. Do some stupid ****. Be who you wanna be. ~from, 7th grade you