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to your best friend

Ok. So. Internet friend is a different letter. And I'm going to write two letters right here. I think they know who they are.

Dear Jittie,
Oh hun. I've know you for like 7 years. We talked then. But we weren't besties until 3 years ago. And then last year. Last year was awful but great. I learned how to trust people that I loved. And I took a chance and trusted someone I didn't know very well. And that turned out to be something great to do. You're the reason I told my parents and got help. All of the therapists I met. They all said you're a great friend and that Jeff and I need to keep you close. I know we fight. But we always either talk it out or kinda sorta forget it. Sometimes we just need a little break. I'm sorry about being an idiot sometimes. Ok. A lot of the time. But I still love you even if I'm being a jerk. Thank you for being there the day before my birthday. It meant a lot to me. Thank you for making me tell my parents. I should have known that they wouldn't get mad. Thank you for getting mad when I'm being stupid. Thank you for getting a little mad but also caring when I did relapse. You're beautiful, Jittie. Inside and out. You're one of the smartest people I know. So far from stupid. Keep being you Jittie.
(250 words^)
love,
peyo

Dear Jeff,
You were the third person I told. (Should have been second, but I am not smart.) Right away you shared something yourself. Not once did you make fun of me or laugh. You supported me. I barely knew you, but that one day in May you were the one who cared. She didn't care at all. If I think about going back and never starting its actually a hard choice. Because you and I never would have been friends. I know we don't always agree. I know we fight sometimes. Not a lot surprisingly. But sometimes. Thanks for trusting me. For telling me what you told. I know we couldn't exactly talk for a while. But you stopped. In that time you were able to quit. We're still not able to talk much or see each other a lot. But I'm glad you're okay. When we first couldn't talk I was terrified. I thought you were gone. But when you answered on here I felt so much better. I'm so proud of you. A week. Then 100 days. I knew you could do it. And Jittie did too. I love you. Be safe.
love,
payton

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