"Being a teenager is tough...you're still trying to figure out who you are and where you fit in, it's all about self discovery Heather," My therapist says in a calm voice.  "We are here to help you honey but we can't help you if you don't help yourself," My mother says with a voice filled with pity.Everyone around Heather sees her as this unstable teenage girl who clearly needs help but they don't know for sure what's wrong with her and neither does she. In this book of self discovery, love, passion and daring friendship Heather tries to make sense of who she is and if she's really insane, everything falls in to place with "1000 ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀs ᴛᴏ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ." In my head I am sane but in theirs I am not...

1000 Letters to myself

"Keep your panties on I'm still here and you didn't tell me why you called," she says mockingly. I bite my lip and think of a way to tell her that I'm not well but in a way that she doesn't freak out and rush over to my house. "Um... It's nothing actually, well it is something but it's nothing too," I say rubbing my forehead. Wuhan laughs and says, "Just tell me of your nothing, something already." 


I bite my lip and then an idea pops into my head and before I could stop myself the lie comes out as smooth and as easy as possible, "I got my period and you know the first day is bad and I don't think I'll be in the mood or state to go to school tomorrow so could you cover for me? you know write a note and all and give it to The witch of the class." Wuhan laughs and then clears her throat and says, "Yah I know and no problem I'll bring your notes over after school and take care my precious angel okay." 


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