Dear Grace,
1 June 2016
School is over, and I'm trying to chill. My head is still running at 30 mph, which sucks.
I'm fairly sure I'm in the middle of my manic episode which is cool I guess but it makes me want to do things that I don't want to do and I haven't gotten any sleep for the past few days and I'm really tired and I just want to sleep.
No I want rest.
I want to close my eyes and drift off into the deepest sleep. I want to open my eyes to a dark room with a sliver of sunlight peaking through my shades and I want to feel content.
But I'm not going to get that, am I?
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Dear Grace
Non-FictionA series of short letters to a once close friend. If she finds this, I hope she knows it's all for her. (TW// suicide, self harm, eating disorder, mental illnesses)
