A letter from Feb 08, 2025

Hi! This is luisa, again. I'm writing this at 11:24 pm, precisely. I couldn't sleep so I decided to check my email upon hearing the song "Foolish One" by Taylor. And look what I came upon, a letter from 2024. How nostalgic, it brings up so many good and bad memories. Now, upon reading that letter, I feel kind of relieved in some way. I can't explain but it feels like it has 'passed'. It's done. Whatever I've decided, whatever I did, it has been done. Something I can never change. Along with our term, along with some of the friendships I've treasured, along with the bond, the journey and everything. However, I honestly can't say that I've moved on from everything considering that I'm still stuck here. I could have made the choice to walk through a different path, but one thing's for sure, I'm stubborn as a mule. I actually kind of want to see this until the very end. Until it wrecks me, until there's nothing left in me that would still crave that same experience, place and environment. Quite the martyr, I may say. Or maybe it's just plain stupidity. Perhaps the latter, but anyway who are they to judge me????? That's why in 2026, I hope that I made the right decision to pursue this journey again. PPS. Maybe this is a different kind of stockholm syndrome???? LOL (GET A FREAKING LIFE ASIDE FROM THE COUNCIL AND ORGS DUMBASS)