Letter #3

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Dear Universe,
I am in desperate need of some guidence.
I want to tell my family what's going on in my head. But I don't want them to treat me like I'm made of glass and I'm a fragile little baby.
But then again, maybe if they knew, they would be more careful with their choice of wordings.

I don't think I trust them enough to tell them what's going on in my head.
-G.L

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