Dear Fay,
Can I just say junior year is hell. I'm so stressed and anxious. I don't think I'm supposed to be THIS stressed and anxious though. I wish so many things. I wish I could change schools just to stay away from her. I wish I could live by you. I wish I went to school with you. I wish I could breathe for a second. I wish I didn't have anxiety attacks and have this painfully tight feeling in my chest, making it impossible to breathe whenever I think about her. But honestly, I can't. I've lost all interest in school because of her. I used to love school. I was such a nerd. I would jump up in the morning, excited, ecstatic to go to school, to see my friends. But now, I have no interest. And most of all, I lost the most important thing of all. I lost hope. I lost hope of there being a time where I don't have anxiety attacks. I lost hope in there being a time where I don't have situational depression. The only hope that I have now is in us. In our friendship. That I'll see you in 82 days. That I'll meet all the people that are important to you and that seem like amazing friends. That's what keeps me moving. It's our friendship.
Love,
Rose
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Dear Fay
RandomWhen your internet best friend decides you've come too close what do you do after you part ways? One way would be talk about it. Another would be to become depressed or even suicidal. Rose's way is to write. And she writes, pretending to talk to Fay...
