No One-
I haven't written in a long time. This letter may be long.
On October 31st (Halloween) at around 11 at night grandma was pronounce dead. She just kind stopped breathing. She was having a hard day that day. I miss her a lot. She's out of pain though. I remember the feeling as I kissed her cold forehead. That was before she died.
I was fine for a little while. About a month after grandma died, one nigh mom and I got in a fight. I pushed and pushed until she said that Papa Has to go on hospice. That opened a wound because grandma was on hospice. I don't want any of us to experience all that again so soon. It was dreary and sad all the time. I was in a bit of shock and didn't know what to do, so I went up stairs and cut myself for the first time in months. I then started to think about how I could end it all right then. I was so overwhelmed. But I stopped. I went down and talked to mom even though I was beyond furious with her. I need someone to tell me it would be alright, that I would be all right. We called the Suicide Hotline in the end. I was admitted into a mental hospital. The details of the stay aren't that interesting.
As of today I still feel empty. I have no purpose or drive.
I wish people would realize that their words hurt me.
Love-
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Letter's to No One
General FictionI write letter's because I can't make myself say what I am thinking out loud. I never give them to anyone either because I am too scared to. Maybe one day all of them will see these letter's.
