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Letter To Self, Day Eight (07/25/2024

i skipped day 7...


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Dear adult me, 


I'm tired. I sleep a lot. Mom doesn't let me. I wonder if sleeping is a way for me to avoid reality or how I feel. I tried killing myself a few days ago. I was going to use pills. I googled it, prepared it, and everything. I'm not sure why I backed out. I still think about it. I'm proud of you for breathing and taking it one day at a time. One issue at a time. You're growing. I'm proud. I still don't feel that we are united. Child me and adult me are still strangers.


I look forward to therapy this week. 


Love, you.

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