Alive

Dear Stranger,

Wow, it has really been two years. How crazy is that? I’m actually laughing. I never thought I would make it this far but I am - and it feels almost wrong to say- like I’m betraying my younger self by saying this but I’m glad I’m alive. I don’t know why that’s so hard to say much less type. Maybe it’s because I spent the most depressing years of my life swearing I would never want to live. I have met incredible people and seen incredible places in the time that I came to the conclusion that It was okay for me to be alive. I still have thoughts even with minor inconveniences in life but this time I’m not following through and I’m so proud of myself. I’m proud of all you as well.

-Blue