A letter from December 21st, 2019

Dear P, You’re unhappy right now. You’re unhappy as you write this and delete unwanted comments off your Instagram. You’re unhappy right now because you don’t feel like you have friends. Every single moment you have felt this low, you feel like it’s because they haven’t been there for you. You’re looking for help as you write this. You’re hoping that when you do get this letter a year later... maybe you would’ve found what you needed. You’re doing this because it’s a reminder: you pride yourself on getting back up, and this is proof that you’ve fallen down. It’s time to rise again. Take care.