Dear No One [on hold]

January 20 ~ 2pm

Dear Mollie,

Okay.

I'm sorry.

But no. We can't change the subject.

Just saying, you're the one who kind of brought up that whole "I don't exactly have a home" topic in the first place so, now I really want to know. And I really want to help you. I feel like I can relate a little to what you're going through.

Is that the reason why you can't sleep at night? Please tell me. I promise you I won't tell anyone. I don't even talk to anyone here anyway so there's nothing to worry about. I'll try to understand.

I want to help you. Remember on your first journal entry, you said that you wanted to see a therapist or a something like that? Well then, just pretend that I'm your shrink. An anonymous one. So you can tell me anything.

Don't lie to me about saying that "you're fine". You once said that whenever you say "I'm fine" you're actually lying and that you actually feel like shit.

So, you aren't fine. And now it's my job to make sure that you are. I can't stay away from this problem. I want to help fix it. I need to. I have to. I owe you.

And I'm sorry, I just can't tell you my name yet. It might...ruin this. And I don't want this to stop.