Please reach out to me when you can. I’m here for you. I always have been. You just never let me. You’ll always be perfect the way you are. Please be kind to yourself. You deserve it. You deserve peace.
I wrote about you in my journal last week and every day since. No one will ever be you. They will never understand me the way you do. I hope you’re happy. I really do, but I can’t help to be so jealous.