"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'd beter get going thanks for the coffee and towel, oh yah he looks at the fire" Thanks for keeping me warm and by that I mean the fire, he points to the chimney and then bites his lip instantly regretting the words he'd spoken -"you know I think you're getting a hand of this whole neighbor, neighbor situation "he tries to figure out my expression and then smiles and swiftly stands up. We hadn't even noticed but it had stopped raining and it's so quiet outside it feels like the world's ending, silenty.i walk him to the door and when he's across the lawn, he turns around," You know that coffee was nice "he turns back around. When I lock the door I feel the smile across my face, trying to bite it back I head up stairs.


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