A letter from December 9th, 2019

Hey, I hope you made it. Right now I'm crying on the bathroom floor and I really hope you got justice, justice for what was wronged to you. You've been in pain for too long, I hope you really put your all and last and made and I hope now you're crying from happiness looking back and not from pain of failure and your hardwork going to waste. You're a strong girl, it's not easy what you do, what you did, growing up by yourself, taking care of yourself,deciding what's right and wrong and trying to stay on the right path. Thank you for holding on, Thank you for not the worse moments taking control of you, Thank you for keeping your suicidal thoughts in your head and just crying it out. It's okay, you're doing fine, you're not alone...this is how life works, that's why it's being a survivor because you're surviving , it's fighting everyday. I'm praying and hoping you made it. Show all those that mocked you, that gave up on you. You have got you and I have seen you grow and no matter how much it is, you always make it through, you always get your way. You've got you, my love. And in case, just in case you haven't made it, Life is very big and it's these moments in life that decides how successful you will be, how you'll be a better survivor. So fuck all those people who are giving up because I know one day, That one day you'll look at their eyes and smirk , you won't need words to show your triumph. But I'm hoping that One day is today. Because I don't want you to be in pain anymore, you've suffered a lot, it's time to be happy and enjoy, it's time to live life. I love you and I'm grateful for all that you're doing, don't worry, eventually you'll get what is yours. Sultan