"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

I read a book once... It's about a girl going back in time and with this I mean searching for the truth, her truth and as she travels and searches and discovers all these knots and threads come loose one by one. It's like who she was, was entangled and connected to all these people and things even event's... People she knew, People she'd never met before or people she had forgotten about. 


Events she remembered and had tried to forget or one's that placed everything together.Basically these threads made her who she is and these people all built her in a way even if she hadn't met them even if she couldn't remember them.I felt like the girl in the book... Lost in a world that everyone had left behind, forgotten or either thrown away... Cherished by others and hated by the rest. 


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