A letter from January 19th, 2014

Dear me, Right now, you are depressed. Depressed from the pressure of your surroundings, the stupid mistakes you make, and the little things that drives you more to suicide. But you have a goal. You have a dream. And that is to become a detective. Open your dream and race to your goal - and please. Please do not give up. Please. I want to see myself, finishing college, trained as a police, and finally solve cases and hold justice in my hands. But I also want to see myself, living in a world that I can finally call home. I want to be happy. I hate being depressed. Please smile. Please socialize. Please find someone that'll love you forever. From, me