A letter from Jan 22, 2023

Dear molly, things are tough right now. so, so tough. ive been going through anorexia again and my depression and suicidal thoughts are the worst theyve ever been. my scars dont disappear this time. and most likely, they never will. at the beginning of 2023 i started collecting my zoloft in a little container instead of swallowing it. i was planning on ******* myself about 2-3 weeks ago. i dont know why i didnt. maybe i shouldve. but this isnt about me. its about you; or rather, who ive become. i want so much for us. i want us to be happy. god, i want us to be happy. more than anything. so heres what happiness feels like to me right now: - surfing in the sunset - travelling the world (greece, italy, puerto rico, hawaii) - stanford - helping teens like me - swimming in clear blue water - cute swimsuits - shell necklaces -tanning - freckles - gap years - clean room - motivation please, molly. if youre in a bad cycle right now, get out of it. be better, be better for 13 year old molly. be better for 10 year old molly. be better for 5 year old molly. be better for 3 year old molly. be better for yourself. weve come so far. we made it to 16. dont fail me, molly.