"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

Aunt Megan's filling two bowls with cereal and three with pancakes. "Can I help with anything?" I ask as I come down stairs. Aunt Megan looks up and smiles saying, "Morning honey come sit breakfast is ready." I smile and sit at the table, "This looks lovely," I say looking up at her. Aunt Megan smiles brightly and then looks at the stairs saying, "Girls come on down or you'll be late," The two comes giggle down the stairs all dressed for school in matching outfits with bright smiles covering their faces. 


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