Dear . ,

Nothing is alright, and yet I still find reason to smile. I'm scared all the time, but working on that whole "courage" thing. The 5 yr old in me and I are working hard together, taking it day by day. I was surprised to learn that he was still in there, only to find after a short discussion, he never really left. That comforted me for some reason.

Things aren't looking too bright, but sunlight still shines through the clouds on occasion. I'm trying to appreciate those moments more, but that too, is a difficult agenda. Appreciating things never really was my deal, and I can't help but wonder if I started too late.

One of these days, I'm going to get you a girl to settle down with. She'll be nice... pretty too. But you've got to learn how to let her in, ok? I know it's not your thing, but give it a shot. And do what you know you should. You know what I'm talking about. Make it your own, not everyone elses.

I know you miss your friend. But it's alright, I saw him the other day. He says he's ok now, and you don't have to worry about him anymore. I know it seems like forever since you last saw him, but he assures me you two are gonna see each other soon. I wouldn't worry about it. He seemed to be telling the truth.

I don't have a lot more time, but I wanted to let you know I'm cheering for you. I know you're trying hard, just keep at it. Things get better, I promise. You just have to be optimistic. Don't strain yourself too much, har. Do me a favor though? Find something to be happy about. It'll help, trust me.

I'm always watching, and I'm always here to help. Don't be a stranger.

Wish You Were Here,
Your Friend