"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

"Heather get up honey it's time for school!" I hear my mum shout from down stairs. I groan and slowly roll on my back, "Okay I'm up!" I push the blankets aside, by attempting to get up I almost bump my lamp off from the desk and stump my big toe against the bed. "Shit! Looks like this is going to be one heck of a day" I rub my toe and move my curly hair out of my face quickly placing it in a messy bun and this is why I always straighten my hair because I'm too lazy and it's too much to handle but looks like that ain't happening today. 


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