"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

Before I knew it I had fallen asleep and the painkillers had kicked in. I slept like a baby this time I didn't even dream, no nightmares, no nothing and this was a relief. When I woke up the next morning I didn't even want to open my eyes, I just wanted to lay and sleep for days but eventually I opened them but I didn't get out of bed though. I just layed there with a head filled with thoughts and this time these thoughts weren't dark or suicidal they were just thoughts. 


I thought about last night and what happened, I thought about the voice and then I thought about Wuhan. Oh Wuhan my dearest friend how is it possible that someone like me can have someone as loving and caring as you in my life. I smile at the thought of her and I'm thankful that she's in my life because without her I would have been sad and alone. I would have had to fight all these people that think there's something wrong with me alone. 


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