A letter from Aug 10, 2024

Dear Alex This feels so stupid writing this, it is Saturday 10th of August 2024, its nearly half 11 in the evening. I'm not doing great mentally, nearly all of my friends have left (although I have made up with Max so some positives I guess.) All I have left is Saturn, Max and Steve. I hope to **** you bullied him enough to apply for council housing. I love him a lot. I don't agree with marriage, but I can see myself marrying him. I hope that university does us some good, and I hope we can make friends, and I hope we're doing better than I'm doing now. And if you aren't yet, you better ******* start girlmoding and come out to Steve as a trans girl. I love us, and I hope good things for us. And tell Steve you love him a lot. You deserve love, and you have time now to work on it. And keep learning japanese and esperanto !!! I love you. Alex